Little Wooden Church on a Hill
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It was in my childhood
'Twas many years ago
With the spirit of the Savior I was filled
Oh, in an old, old revival meeting
The memory lingers still
Of that little wooden church, church on a hill
Oh, there were no, no fine dressed people
Talking about just plain folk everywhere
With those plain old, old fashioned ruffles
Yes, frocks and frills
Oh, but the people, yes, would be shouting
"Praise God," I can hear them still
In that little wooden church on a hill
Every, every Sunday morning
We had our family prayer
In that old, old country wagon
Yes, we would fill
Oh, we would start out, start out on our journey
Going over rocks and rills
To that little wooden church on a hill
Oh, you could hear the, the people singing
Sometimes a half a mile away
Yes, and your heart would begin to beat
Yes, a sudden thrill
Yes, it would start your, your body moving
And you just couldn't, just couldn't keep still
In that little wooden church on a hill
Oh, you could hear the old fashioned preacher
When he give out the, the meter hymn
Then each heart, oh, with the Holy Ghost
Holy Ghost was filled
Yes, and the people, oh, would be shouting
"Praise God," I can hear them still
In that little wooden church, mmm, church on a hill