The little graystone chapel
That sits along the road
It used to be a haven of rest
Where many brought their heavy load The choir sang such sweet refrain
The preacher taught with love
Showed us how to worship God
And lay up treasures in our home above
But as time has come and gone
The doors now closed up tight
The preacher's no longer there
There'll be no church tonight
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