There's a place dear to meWhere I'm longing to beWith my friends at the old country churchThere with mother, we wentAnd our Sundays were spentWith my friends at the old country churchPrecious years of memories (precious years, sweet memories)Oh, what joy they bring to meHow I long once more to be (how I long to be)With my friends at the old country churchAs a small country boyHow my heart beat with joyWhen I knelt in the old country churchAnd the Savior above by His wonderful loveSaved my soul in the old country churchPrecious years of memories (precious years, sweet memories)Oh, what joy they bring to meHow I long once more to be (how I long to be)With my friends at the old country churchHow I wish that today all the people would prayAs they prayed in the old country churchIf they'd only confessJesus, surely, would blessAs He did in the old country churchPrecious years of memories (precious years, sweet memories)Oh, what joy they bring to meHow I long once more to be (how I long)With my friends at the old country churchPrecious years of memories (precious years, sweet memories)Oh, what joy they bring to meHow I long once more to be (how I long)With my friends at the old country churchWith my friends at the old country church
