When I Hear the Hymns of the Good Ole Days I Remember them Come to meeting Ways You wore Your Sunday Bests And Made Sure your Hair Wasn't a mess as You sat In them ole Hardwood Pews While Smelling them Sunday Stews as The Preacher Man Told a Story or two Of How to Live Right and True....... Oh I Want to Go Back to them Good ole Days and Learn them Good ole Gospel Ways Where Everyone Sang Them Hymns You see even if it wasn't in Harmony we Sung From Deep within Our Heart Just Giving the Glory was Our special Part (Oh How We Sang Throw Out the Lifeline) I Want to Return To the Churches Of Old Where the Gospel Story Was Told Where Fire And Brimstone Did Fall or When David Fought a Giant After all oooohhhhhh............... Oh I Want to Go Back to them Good ole Days and Learn them Good ole Gospel Ways Where Everyone Sang Them Hymns You see even if it wasn't in Harmony we Sung From Deep within Our Heart Just Giving the Glory was Our special Part (Oh How We Sang Throw Out the Lifeline) Oh Sadly these Days We Have Missed the Mark Entirely We're Filling Seats For a Penny Robbing God With enmity and Leading People to a Terrible Eternity Oh I Want to Go Back to them Old Gospel Ways And Praise God Til the End of..........Days.......... Oh I Want to Go Back to them Good ole Days and Learn them Good ole Gospel Ways Where Everyone Sang Them Hymns You see even if it wasn't in Harmony we Sung From Deep within Our Heart Just Giving the Glory was Our special Part (Oh How We Sang Throw Out the Lifeline) I Just Want....... To Go Back....... To them...Good ole Gospel..... Days ooooooooo those Were the.......Days
