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        CHURCH IN THE WILDWOOD

There's a church in the valley by the wildwood,
No lovelier spot in the dale;
No place is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

Oh, come, come, come, come,
Come to the church by the wildwood,
Oh, come to the church in the vale;
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning,
To listen to the clear ringing bell;
Its tones so sweetly are calling,
Oh, come to the church in the vale.

Oh, come, come, come, come,
Come to the church by the wildwood,
Oh, come to the church in the vale;
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

There, close by the church in the valley,
Lies one that I loved so well;
She sleeps, sweetly sleeps, 'neath the willow,
Disturb not her rest in the vale.

Oh, come, come, come, come,
Come to the church by the wildwood,
Oh, come to the church in the vale;
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

There, close by the side of that loved one,
'Neath the tree where the wild flowers bloom;
When farewell hymns shall be chanted,
I shall rest by her side in the tomb.

Oh, come, come, come, come,
Come to the church by the wildwood,
Oh, come to the church in the vale;
No spot is so dear to my childhood
As the little brown church in the vale.

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