Lyrics:

There's a place near to me, where I'm longing to be

With my friends at the old country church

There with mother we went, and our Sundays were spent

With my friends at the old country church.

Precious years of memories,

Oh what joy they bring to me ( they 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 knelt in the old country church

And the Savior above, by His wonderful love

Saved my soul in the old country church.

Precious years of memories,

Oh what joy they bring to me ( they bring to me)

How I long once more to be,

With my friends at the old country church...

Of't my thoughts make me weep, for so many now sleep

In their graves near the old country church

And sometime I may rest, with the friends I love best

In a grave near the old country church.

Precious years of memories,

Oh what joy they bring to me ( 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 the 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 ( they bring to me)

How I long once more to be,

With my friends at the old country church...