The Old Country Church

The Old Country Church - The Oak Ridge Boys

There's a place near to me

Where I'm longing to be

With my friends at the old country church

There with mother we went

And our Sundays were spent

With our friends at the old country church

As a small country boy

How my heart beat with joy

When I knelt in the old country church

And the Savior above

By his wonderful love

Saved my soul at the old country church

How I wish that today

All the people would pray

As we prayed in the old country church

If they'd only confess

Jesus surely would bless

As he did in the old country church

Of my thoughts make me weep

For so many now sleep

In their graves near the old country church

And sometime I may rest

With the friends I love best

In a grave near the old country church

Precious years of memories

Oh

What joy they bring to me

(They bring to me)

How I long once more to be

With my friends at the old country church