Lyrics Psychedelic Jazz - Parov Stelar
We
all
four
grew
up
together
In
a
small
Virginia
country
town.
And,
for
some
strange
reason...
God
only
knows...
We
got
to
singin′
around.
And
about
twice
a
year
at
the
National
Guard
Armory
Or
the
old
school
house
we'd
go
see
The
Blackwood
Brothers
who
were
coming
to
town
To
sing
especially
for
me.
They
always
drew
a
crowd
of
young
folk
and
old
women,
And
men
with
the
mortgage
on
their
homes.
Farmers
and
teachers,
rich
men
and
preachers...
The
old
school
house
was
full,
and
they
would
come.
And
we
bought
up
every
album,
every
picture,
every
single;
Their
autographs
were
the
only
things
free.
But
the
main
thing
they
were
sellin′
Was
Jesus
and
good
singin'
In
that
old
school
house
where
the
Blackwoods
sang
for
me.
And
they
would
sing
(and
they
would
sing)
"Hide
me,
old
blest
Rock
of
Ages";
Every
day
will
be
Sunday
by
and
by.
Heavenly
love
inside
the
gates,
Give
the
world
a
smile
each
day.
They
were
all
peace
like
a
river
to
my
soul.
That
chilly
Jordan
(chilly
Jordan),
And
I
want
to
be
more
and
more
like
Jesus
every
day.
Rock
my
soul
in
the
bosom
of
Abraham
At
the
old
country
church.
"God
made
a
way
for
me.",
that's
what
the
good
book
says.
How
many
times
(how
many
times)
Have
we
heard
them
sing
those
songs?
So
many
times
(so
many
times)
They′ve
been
our
idols
for
so
long.
And,
God,
if
there′s
an
old
school
house
In
Heaven,
let
me
be
Somewhere
close
where
I
can
hear
R.W.
sing
for
me.
The
road...
the
road...
the
road
of
Calvary.
And,
God,
if
there's
an
old
school
house
In
Heaven,
let
me
be
Somewhere
close
where
I
can
hear
the
Blackwoods
sing
for
me.
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