There’s no sweeter feeling than a Sunday morning
When the family is gathered in that little country church.
Friends and neighbors sang the songs of Zion
And they played that piano for all it was worth.
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They sang “Hallelujah!” at the all-day singing,
And the dinner on the ground
At the church homecoming
In our little country town.
I can smell fried chicken
I can hear the laughter
All us kids were playing
life was simple back then.
I can hear the sound of the congregation singing
How I long to hear those voices again.
I can still recall the preacher preached salvation
And a man went forward that I’d never seen around.
When he knelt at the altar his family was crying
And that church went to pieces when the Lord came down.
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And everybody seemed to love everybody
At the church homecoming
In our little country town
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