Little Brown Church

D                                          A
There’s a church in the valley by the wild-wood,
                         D
No lovelier place in the dale;
   G                     D
No spot is so dear to my child-hood,
       A                          D
As the little brown church in the vale.

Oh, come come come come
D                                  A
Oh, come to the church in the wild-wood,
                          D
Come to the church in the dale,
   G                     D
No spot is so dear to my child-hood,
       A                          D
As the little brown church in the vale.

D                                A
How sweet on a clear Sunday morn-ing,
                               D
To listen to the clear ringing bell;
    G                    D
Its tones so sweetly are call-ing,
    A                         D
Oh, come to the church in the dell.

D
Oh, come, come, come, come...
                                   A
Oh, come to the church in the wild-wood,
                          D
Come to the church in the dale,
   G                     D
No spot is so dear to my child-hood,
       A                          D
As the little brown church in the vale.

D
Oh, come, come, come, come...
                                   A
Oh, come to the church in the wild-wood,
                          D
Come to the church in the dale,
   G                      D
No place is so dear to my child-hood,
       A                          D
As the little brown church in the vale.

    A                         D
Oh, come to the church in the wild-wood.
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ADDITIONAL VERSES (not sung by Dolly Parton)

       D                              A
There, close by the church in the val-ley,
                         D
Lies one that I loved so well;
    G                                  D
She sleeps, sweetly sleeps, ’neath the wil-low,
    A                        D
Dis-turb not her rest in the vale.

       D                               A
There, close by the side of that loved one,
                                D
To trees where the wild flowers bloom,
         G                       D
When the fare-well hymn shall be chant-ed
        A                       D
I shall rest by her side in the tomb.

D                                         A
From the church in the valley by the wild-wood,
                         D
When day fades away into night,
        G                         D
I would fain from this spot of my child-hood
        A                      D
Wing my way to the mansions of light.

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