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There's a place near 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 my friends at the old country church

Precious years of memories oh what joy they bring to me
How I long that place to be
With my friends at the old country church

As a small country boy how my heart beat with joy
When I knelt in the old country church
And the Savior above by His wonderful love
Saved my soul in the old country church

Precious years of memories oh what joy they bring to me
How I long that place to be
With my friends at the old country church

Of't my thoughts make me weep for so many now sleep
In their graves near the old country church
And sometime I may rest with the friends I love best
In a grave near the old country church

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