There's a church back in the mountain
That keeps standing on a hill
And sometimes I go to see it
And I guess I always will
I was happy Sunday morning
Sitting by my mother's knee
And it seemed that Jesus whispered
"Won't you put your trust in me?"
In this church back in the mountain
Many memories it will keep
Many souls were saved within it
Now in Jesus are asleep
I was happy Sunday morning
Sitting by my mother's knee
And it seemed that Jesus whispered
"Won't you put your trust in me?"
And it seemed that Jesus whispered
"Won't you put your trust in me?"
