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 lifes 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
['country', 'country rock', 'folk', 'folk rock', 'mellow gold', 'soft rock']