There's a little mountain church in my thoughts of yesterday / Where friends and family gathered for the Lord Where an ol' fashioned preacher taught the straight and narrow way / For what few coins the congregation could afford Dressed in all our Sunday best, we sat on pews of solid oak / And I remember how our voices filled the air How Mama sounded like an angel on those high soprano notes / And "When the Roll is Called Up Yonder I'll Be There" Looking back now that little mountain church house / Has become my life's cornerstone It was there in that little mountain church house / I first heard the words I based my life upon At the all day Sunday singing, with dinner on the ground / Many were the souls that were revived While the brothers and the sisters who've gone on to Gloryland / Slept in peace in the maple grove nearby Looking back now that little mountain church house / Has become my life's cornerstone It was there in that little mountain church house / I first heard the words I based my life upon Looking back now that little mountain church house / Has become my life's cornerstone It was there in that little mountain church house / I first heard the words I've based my life upon
