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