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There's a little mountain church in my thoughts of yesterday,
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Where friends and family gathered for the Lord,
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There an old fashioned preacher taught the straight and narrow way,
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For what few coins the congregation could afford,
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Dressed in all our Sunday best, we sat on pews of solid oak,
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And I remember how our voices filled the air,
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How mama sounded like an angel on those high soprano notes,
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And when the roll is called up yonder, I'll be there.
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Looking back now, that little mountain church house,
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Has become my life's corner stone,
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It was there in that little mountain church house,
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I first heard the word I've based my life upon.
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At the all day Sunday singing, and dinner on the ground,
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Many were the souls that were revived,
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While my brothers and my sisters, who've gone on to glory land,
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Slept in peace in the maple grove nearby
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[Thanks to Stephen Thornton for corrections]
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