By Alabama, Come to the church by the wildwood
Oh, come to the
By Alabama, Gonna lay down my burdens, down by the riverside
Down by
By Alabama, I am a pilgrim and a stranger
Traveling through this wearisome
By Alabama, How sweet and happy seem those days of which I
By Alabama, Well, you got to walk that lonesome valley
You got to
By Alabama, (Spoken)
The old cowboy sits around the camp fire
Talks about faith
By Alabama, A man and wife had prayed for years for children
Were
By Alabama, Precious memories, flood my soul.
Precious memories, unseen angels
Sent from somewhere
By Alabama, Many years ago in days of childhood
I used to play
By Alabama, Oh, John Dillon James was my good time country buddy
Lord,
By Alabama, Oh, say, can you see, by the dawn's early light
What
By Alabama, Lord knows I've made mistakes, not the least of which
By Alabama, Well, I was standing by the window
On one cold and
