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There's a church in the valley by the wildwood, no lovelier place in the dale.
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No spot is so dear to my childhood as the little brown church in the vale.
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Oh, come, come, come, come,
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Come to the church in the wildwood, oh, come to the church in the dale.
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No spot is so dear to my childhood as the little brown church in the vale.
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How sweet on a clear, Sabbath morning to list to the clear ringing bell.
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It's tones so sweetly are calling, oh, come to the church in the vale.
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There, close by the church in the valley, lies one that I loved so well.
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She sleeps, sweetly sleeps, 'neath the willow, disturb not her rest in the vale.
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There, close by the side of that loved one, 'neath the tree where the wild flowers bloom,
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When the farewell hymn shall be chanted, I shall rest by her side in the tomb.
Text and Music: William S. Pitts
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