I needed some time
away from the city
Went back to my
little hometown
The little white church
where I met Jesus
was weathered
and fallin' down
Oh the front doors were open
Windows were broken
The curtains
all tattered and torn
You used to hear preachin'
Shoutin' and singin'
But no one worships
there anymore
But I remember
how we gathered
'round the altar
And we prayed
for one another
Till our burdens rolled away
And I remember
those old
homecomin' dinners
How we made time
for each other
Lord I miss those
good old days
I thought of my church
and our congregation
So many are strangers to me
I only see them
on Sunday mornin's
We barely have time to speak
No more invitations
No obligations
We've forgotten
what the altar is for
We have great attendance
Uptown convenience
But no one worships
here anymore
But I remember
how we gathered
'round the altar
And we prayed
for one another
Till our burdens rolled away
And I remember
those old
homecomin' dinners
How we made time
for each other
Lord I miss those
good old days
Oh Lord
How I miss those
good old days