Carl Jackson & Jim Rushing

Vs.1

There's a little mountain church in my thoughts of yesterday

Where friends and family gathered for the Lord

There an old fashioned preacher, taught the straight and narrow way

For what reforms the congregation could afford.

Vs.2

Dressed in all our sunday-best, we sat on pews of solid oak

And I remember how our voices filled the air

How mama sounded like an angel on those high soprano notes

And when the roll is call yonder, I'll be there.

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Looking back now that little mountain church house

Has become my life's cornerstone

It was there in the little mountain church house

I first heard the word I based my life upon.

Vs.3

At the all day sunday singings and dinner on the ground

Many were the souls that were revived

While the brothers and the sisters who'd gone on to glory land

slept in peace in the maple grove near by.

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As played by: Doyle Lawson & Quicksilver