(Dr. William S. Pitts, 1857)

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.

(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church in the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the dale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

Oh come to the church in the wildwood
To the tree where the wild flowers bloom
Where the parting hymns will be chanted
We will weep by the side in the tomb.

(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church in the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the dale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

From the church to the valley by the wildwood
When day fades away into night
I would fain from this spot of my childhood
I'll wing through the mansions of light

(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church in the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the dale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

(Oh, come, come, come, come)
Come to the church in the wildwood
Oh, come to the church in the dale
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

Performed & Recorded by Loretta Lynn (C)


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