Lyrics:
Old Churches

, where I'm longing to be With my friends at the old country church There with mother we went and our Sundays we spent With our friends at the old country church

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

Sometimes in fond mem'ry my thoughts go back to the old country church That I attened as a boy You know it's kinda funny how we cling to old bygone days

fires run Splintered wood rusty chains, this old front porch swing remains A pendulum of memories, goes back and forth on a summer breeze Chorus: Singing old church

me where I'm longing to be With my friends at the old country church There with mother we went and our Sundays were spent With friends at the old country church

brush fires run Splintered wood, rusty chains This old front porch swing remains A pendulum of memories Goes back and forth on a summer breeze Singing old church

C'est la vieille eglise l'eglise de mon hameau C'est la vieille eglise que l'on voit la-haut C'est la vieille eglise au bord du chemin C'est la vieille

you may know that the tango, which is not a very popular dance anymore, was at one time reputed to be a dance of unbridled passion, back in the old days

Translation: Beth Nielsen Chapman. Old Church Hymns And Nursery Rhymes.