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There’s a church in the valley by the wildwood

no lovelier spot in the dale

No place is so dear to my childhood

as the little brown church in the vale

O come

O come to the church in the wildwood

O come to the church in the dale

No spot is so dear to my childhood

as the little brown church in the vale

How sweet on a clear Sunday morning

to listen to the clear ringing bell

Its tone so sweetly is calling

Oh, come to the church in the vale

There, by the church in the valley

lies one that I loved so well

She sleeps, sweetly sleeps neath the willow

One day I will rest by her side

From the church in the valley by the wildwood

when day fades away into night

I will part from this place of my childhood

wing my way to the mansions of light