There's a place dear 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 friends at the old country church

Precious years of memory oh what joy they bring to me

How I long once more to be with my friends at the old country church

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As a small country boy how my heart beat with joy

When I knelt in the old country church

And the Saviour above by his wonderful love

Saved my soul in the old country church

Precious years of memory...