the church in the wildwood

there's a church in the valley by the wildwood

no lovelier place in the dale

no spot is so dear to my childhood

as the little brown church in the dale

how sweet

on a clear sabbath morning

to listen to the clear ringing bells

its tones

so sweetly are calling

oh come to the church in the vale

oh

come

come

come

come

come to the church in the wildwood

oh

come to the church in the dale

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

beneath the willow

disturb not her rest in the vale

there

close by the side of that loved one

beneath the trees where the sweet flowers bloom

when the farewell hymn shall be chanted

i shall rest by her side in the tomb

oh

come

come

come

come

come to the church in the wildwood

oh

come to the church in the dale

no spot is so dear to my childhood

as the little brown church in the vale