Some gold morning when this life is o'reI'll fly away (in the morning)To a home on God's celestial shoreI'll fly away (I'll fly away)Years ago, when I was just a boy in the Oklahoma hillsThey didn't have a church in which to praySo the people got together and they built one of their ownJust a shelter made of poles with a roof of hayWell, it wasn't just a Baptist or a Church of the NazareneBut people of all faiths came there to prayAnd it didn't make no difference the color or the timeAnd lots of folks would sing till break of dayAnd they called it a Brush Arbor meetingYou could hear the people singing far awayJust praising the Lord, and shouting victoryI can still hear them singing todayThere is power, power, wonder working powerIn the precious blood of the LambNow a days the churches are so pretty and so niceAnd they all have different names upon their doorI wish we all would shout and sing like we used to long agoAnd come together like they did beforeAnd they called it a Brush Arbor meetingYou could hear the people singing far awayJust praising the Lord, and shouting victoryI can still hear them singing todayThere is power, power, wonder working powerIn the precious blood of the LambGive me that old time religionGive me that old time religionGive me that old time religionIt's good enough for meAnd they called it a Brush Arbor meetingYou could hear the people singing far awayJust praising the Lord, and shouting victoryI can still hear them singing todayThere is power, power, wonder working powerIn the precious blood of the LambNow a days the churches are so pretty and so niceAnd they all have different names upon their doorI wish we all would sshout and sing like we used to long agoAnd come together like they did beforeAnd they called it a Brush Arbor meetingYou could hear the people singing far awayJust praising the Lord, and shouting victoryI can still hear them singing todayThere is power, power, wonder working powerIn the precious blood of the LambGive me that old time religionGive me that old time religionGive me that old time religionIt's good enough for meAnd they called it a Brush Arbor meetingYou could hear the people singing far awayJust praising the Lord, and shouting victoryI can still hear them singing todayThere is power, power, wonder working powerIn the precious blood of the Lamb
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Charley Frank Pride (Sledge, Misisipi; 18 de marzo de 1934-Dallas, Texas; 12 de diciembre de 2020) fue un cantante, músico y beisbolista profesional estadounidense.
== Biografía ==
Su época musical de mayor reconocimiento se dio a mediados de la década de…
