Sometimes in fond mem'ry my thoughts go back to
the old country church That I attened as a boy You
know it's kinda funny how we cling to old bygone
days and bygone places isn't it Why it seems like
only yesterday that my mother took my childish
hand in hers And led me slowly down that long
winding path to hear the word of God And I seem to
sense his presence more strongly there than
anyplace I've ever known There with the singin' of
the birds and the humming of the bees I knew that
God was surely there I knew it just as sure as if
he'd laid his hand on my shoulder And said welcome
to my house son Ah but years have passed and times
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seen my mother pass onto the great beyond and many
loved ones have followed And I'd seen them go with
dispairing hearts and tear dimmed eyes And now in
later days as I stroll along The grassy footpaths
to the old country churchyard And I view the final
resting place of my departed kin I'm consoled by
the thought that their sleep is a happy one There
in the place where God and men are one And once
again I seem to hear the voice of our gentle
shepher saing Welcome welcome to my house my son
Precious years with memory...