The Old Country Church-The Oak Ridge Boys

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