Lyrics:
a land where we'll never grow old
In that beautiful home, where we'll never more roam
We shall be in that sweet by and by
Happy praise to the King
never grow old.
In that beautiful home where well never more roam,
We shall be in the sweet by and by
Happy praise to the King through eternity sing,
never grow old.
In that beautiful home where well never more roam,
We shall be in the sweet by and by
Happy praise to the King through eternity sing,
never grow old.
Never grow old, never grow old
In a land where we'll never grow old
Never grow old, never grow old
In a land where we'll never grow old
we'll never grow old
Never grow old never grow old in the land where we'll never grow old
Never grow old never grow old in the land where we'll never grow
grow old
In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam
We shall be in the sweet by and by
Happy praise to the king thru eternity sing
'Tis
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and taters grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the spring time,
the song
No one picks like Bill Monroe and don't George Jones sing great
I can tell that the people care by the people at my gate
Webb Pierce invites
sending the old man home
He'll only have his memories
Or great books by James Jones
'Cause they're sending the old man home
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and taters grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the spring time,
never grow old
In that beautiful home
Where we'll never more roam
We shall meet in the sweet by and by
Happy praise to the King through eternity
grow old
In that beautiful home where
We'll never more roam
We shall be in the sweet by and by
Happy praise to the king thru eternity sing
This is a land
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
all the rest
He'll never forget Rosa Lee
Or sleepless nights he fought upon the sea
He'll only have the memories
Or great books by James Jones
'Cause
where the black top ends
I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin'
all the world to see
She left the station in Lexington in 1776
And rode to Philadelphia where the liberty bell was fixed
George Washington was
where the black top ends
I'm chilling on a dirt road
Laid back swervin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke rollin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin'
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
Carry me back to old Virginny,
There's where the cotton and the corn and tatoes grow,
There's where the birds warble sweet in the springtime,
grow old
In that beautiful home where we'll never more roam
We shall be in the sweet by and by
Happy praise to the king through eternity sing
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