There's a church in the valley by the Wildwood no lovelier place in the dale
No spot is so dear to my childhood as the little brown church in the vale
Come to the church in the Wildwood oh come to the church in the dale
No spot is so dear to my childhood as the little brown church in the vale
How sweet on a bright Sunday morning to listen to the clear ringing bell
Its tones so sweetly are calling come to the church in the vale
Come to the church in the Wildwood
