| I remember them so clearly
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| Mom and dad loved them so dearly
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| Old brush arbors by the side of the road
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| Where I learned about salvation
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| From the book of Revelation
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| And in arbors by the side of the road
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| Old brush arbors by the side of the road
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| Where a sinner could lay down his heavy load
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| It was in those old brush arbors
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| Troubled souls found peaceful habor
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| Brush arbors by the side of the road
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| Many times I had departed
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| From the way of life I started
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| In them arbors by the side of the road
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| But each time the devil caught me
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| I remember what they taught me
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| In brush arbors by the side of the road
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| Old brush arbors by the sude of the road
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| Where the mighty light of God’s great mercy flowed
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| There was praying, shouting, singing
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| Till the country side was ringing
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| Brush arbors by the side of the road… |