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Album: Brush Arbor
Some glad morning when this life is o'er
I'll fly away in the morning
To a home on God's celestial shore
I'll fly away, I'll fly away
Years ago, when I was just a boy
In the Oklahoma hills
We didn't have a church in which to pray
So the people got together
and they built one of their own
Just a shelter made of poles and a roof of hay
Well, it wasn't just a Baptist
Or the Church of the Nazarene
'Cause people of all faiths came there to pray
And it didn't make no difference
The color or the time
And lots of folks would sing 'til break of day
And they called it a Brush Arbor meeting
Oh, you can hear the people singing far away
Just praising the Lord, and shouting victory
I can still hear 'em singing today
There is power, power, wonder working power
In the precious blood of the Lamb
Nowadays the churches
Are so pretty and so nice
And they all have different names
Upon their door
How I wish we all would shout and sing
Like we used to long ago
And come together like we did before
And they called it a Brush Arbor meeting
Oh, you can hear the people singing far away
Just praising the Lord, and shouting victory
I can still hear 'em singing it today
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
Gimme that old time religion
It's good enough for me
And they called it a Brush Arbor meeting
Oh, you cand hear the people singing far away
Just praising the Lord, and shouting victory
I can still hear 'em singing it today
Just praising the Lord, and shouting victory
I can still hear 'em singing it today
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