Old Country Church

by J. W. Vaughan

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There's a place dear to me, where I'm longing to be
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With my friends at the old country church
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There with mother we went, and our Sundays were spent
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With our friends at the old country church.
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Precious years of mem-o-ry,
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Oh what joy they bring to me
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How I long once more to be,
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With my friends at the old country church