Karaoké The Old Country Church Hank Williams, Sr.

Awful pretty one called

The Old Country Church

There's a place dear to me where I'm longin' to be

With my friends at the old country church

There with mother we went and our Sundays we spent with our friends at the old country church

Precious years of memories

Oh what joy it bring to me

How I long once more to be with my friends at the old country church

As a small country boy how my heart beat with joy when I looked in that old country church

And the savior above in His wonderful love save my soul at the old country church

Precious years of memories

Oh what joy they bring to me

How I long once more to be with my friends at the old country church

How I wish that today all the people would pray as we prayed in that old country church

If they'd only confess

Jesus surely would bless as He did in the old country church

Precious years of memories

Oh what joy they bring to me

How I long once more to be with my friends at the old country church

Oft my thoughts make me weep for so many now sleep in that grave near the old country church

May I rest with my friends in that grave in the end

In the grave near the old country church

Precious years of memories

Oh what joy they bring to me

How I long once more to be with my friends at the old country church

Thank you boys that's a pretty one