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Come On In
(Virgil Stewart)
(Come on in sit right down make yourself at home.)
If I had one wish I wish I could go back to my old neighborhood
For the good folks they all loved you as their own
Then I'd go over to my neighbor's house
Knock on the door and they'd all sing out
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home.
I sing their praises long and loud
'Cause they're all my friends and I'm mighty proud
Of the little old town back home where I was born
I wish that I could hear them say in the good old fashioned friendly way
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home.
--- Instrumental ---
Well, they don't lock their doors at night
'Cause they all know they're a doing right
And the good Lord's bound to have them for his own
If I'd go back to hear them pray
In the little fine church they all would say.
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home
When I was a child of only three I said my prayers at my mother's knee
And I knew right then from God I'd never roam
When I get the summons on the judgement day
I hope that I hear my Saviour say.
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home.
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home...
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Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home...
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home.
I hope that I hear my Saviour say.
When I get the summons on the judgement day
And I knew right then from God I'd never roam
When I was a child of only three I said my prayers at my mother's knee
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home
In the little fine church they all would say.
If I'd go back to hear them pray
And the good Lord's bound to have them for his own
'Cause they all know they're a doing right
Well, they don't lock their doors at night
--- Instrumental ---
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home.
I wish that I could hear them say in the good old fashioned friendly way
Of the little old town back home where I was born
'Cause they're all my friends and I'm mighty proud
I sing their praises long and loud
Come on in sit right down and make yourself at home.
Knock on the door and they'd all sing out
Then I'd go over to my neighbor's house
For the good folks they all loved you as their own
If I had one wish I wish I could go back to my old neighborhood
(Come on in sit right down make yourself at home.)
(Virgil Stewart)
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