| There’s a church in the valley by the wildwood
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| No lovelier place in the dell
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| No spot is so dear to my childhood
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| As the little brown church in the dell
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| Oh, come, come, come, come
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| Come to the church in the wildwood
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| Oh, come to the church in the dell
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| No spot is so dear to my childhood
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| As the little brown church in the dell
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| How sweet on a clear Sabbath morning
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| To listen to that clear ringing bell
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| The tones so sweetly are calling
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| Oh, come to the church in the dell
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| Oh, come, come, come, come
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| Now you’ve got to walk that lonesome valley
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| (you've got to walk) (lonesome valley)
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| You got to walk it by yourself
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| (you've got to walk it) (by yourself)
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| And nobody here can walk it for you
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| (nobody here) (walk it for you)
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| You got to walk it by yourself
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| (walk it by yourself) |