Old Country Church Lyrics - Kitty Wells

How I long once more to be with my friends 

At the old country church 

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

With my friends at the old country church 

Where with mother we went and our Sundays were spent 

With our friends at the old country church 

Precious years of memory 

Oh, what joy it brings 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 

As we knelt in the old country church 

If we only confess Jesus surely would bless 

As he did at the old country church 

Precious years of memory 

Oh, what joy it brings to me 

How I long once more to be with 

My friends at the old country church 

With my friends at the old country church