Little Wooden Church On The Hill
Verse: 1
It was in, my childhood, many years ago,
with the spirit of the Savior, I was filled,
at an old fashion meeting, my memory lingers still,
in that little old wooden church, way out on the hill.
Chorus:
You could hear the people singing, about a half a mile away,
and your heart begins to get that sudden thrill,
it would start your body moving, till you couldn't keep it still,
in that little old wooden church out on the hill.
Verse: 2
Every Sunday morning, we had our family prayer,
then into that country wagon we would be,
then we'd start out on our journey, over rocks and over reels,
to that little old wooden church way out on the hill.
Verse: 3
Many folk have passed us, and many folk have gone,
but that sweet old golden memory lingers still,
I'm gonna keep that holy spirit, till death my body chills,
I got it in that wooden church, out on that hill.
Verse: 1
It was in, my childhood, many years ago,
with the spirit of the Savior, I was filled,
at an old fashion meeting, my memory lingers still,
in that little old wooden church, way out on the hill.
Chorus:
You could hear the people singing, about a half a mile away,
and your heart begins to get that sudden thrill,
it would start your body moving, till you couldn't keep it still,
in that little old wooden church out on the hill.
Verse: 2
Every Sunday morning, we had our family prayer,
then into that country wagon we would be,
then we'd start out on our journey, over rocks and over reels,
to that little old wooden church way out on the hill.
Verse: 3
Many folk have passed us, and many folk have gone,
but that sweet old golden memory lingers still,
I'm gonna keep that holy spirit, till death my body chills,
I got it in that wooden church, out on that hill.
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