There's a church in the valley by the wildwood,
No lovelier spot in the dale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.
O come to the church in the wildwood
O come to the church in the dale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale
How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning,
To list to the clear ringing bell
It's tones so sweetly are calling.
O come to the church in the vale
There, close by the church in the valley by the wildwood
When day fades away into nite.
I would fain from this spot of my childhood
Wing my way to the mansions of light
There's a church in the valley by the wildwood,
No lovelier place in the dale:
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.
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