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Where I Learned To Pray

Höfundur lags: Loretta Lynn Flytjandi: Loretta Lynn Sent inn af: Anonymous

[G]In our [C]little one room country school is [G]where I learned to pray
Our [C]church without a [G]steeple that's [D7]where I learned to [G]pray

Ever Sunday mornin' [C]about the hour of [G]ten  
The [C]door would open [G]to our school the preacher he'd walk [D7]in   
He'd [G]smile and say good mornin' [C]how's ever´ thing [G]today
We'd [C]bow our heads and [G]close our eyes and [D7]then he'd say let's [G]pray

In our [C]little one room country school is [G]where I learned to pray
Our [C]church that had no steeple is no [G]longer there [D7]today
From [G]Monday until Friday at [C]school we'd learn and [G]play
Then [C]back to school on [G]Sunday that's [D7]where I learned to [G]pray

Our clothes were clean but faded [C]sometimes our feet were [G]bare
But [C]no one noticed [G]anything except the Lord was [D7]there
We'd [G]come from all directions [C]searchin' for the [G]way  
On my [C]knees at school on [G]Sunday that's [D7]where I learned to [G]pray

In our [C]little one room country school is [G]where I learned to pray
Our [C]church that had no steeple is no [G]longer there [D7]today
From [G]Monday until Friday at [C]school we'd learn and [G]play
Then [C]back to school on [G]Sunday that's [D7]where I learned to [G]pray


In our little one room country school is where I learned to pray
Our church without a steeple that's where I learned to pray

Ever Sunday mornin' about the hour of ten
The door would open to our school the preacher he'd walk in
He'd smile and say good mornin' how's ever´ thing today
We'd bow our heads and close our eyes and then he'd say let's pray

In our little one room country school is where I learned to pray
Our church that had no steeple is no longer there today
From Monday until Friday at school we'd learn and play
Then back to school on Sunday that's where I learned to pray

Our clothes were clean but faded sometimes our feet were bare
But no one noticed anything except the Lord was there
We'd come from all directions searchin' for the way
On my knees at school on Sunday that's where I learned to pray

In our little one room country school is where I learned to pray
Our church that had no steeple is no longer there today
From Monday until Friday at school we'd learn and play
Then back to school on Sunday that's where I learned to pray

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