Текст песни: Brush Arbor Meeting + перевод

Some glad morning when this life is o’re

I’ll fly away (in the morning)

To a home on God’s celestial shore

I’ll fly away (I’ll fly away)

Years ago, when I was just a boy in the Oklahoma hills

We didn’t have a church in which to pray

So the people got together and they built one of their own

Just a shelter made of poles with a roof of hay

Well, it wasn’t just a Baptist or a Church of the Nazarene

For the people of all faiths came there to pray

And it didn’t make no difference to the color or the time

And lots of folks would sing till break of day

And they called it a Brush Arbor meeting

Oh, you could hear the people singing far away

Just praising the Lord, and shouting victory

I can still hear them singing it today

There is power, power, wonder working power

In the blood of the Lamb

There is power, power, wonder working power

In the precious blood of the Lamb

Now a days the churches are so pretty and so nice

And they all have different names upon their door

I wish we all would shout and sing like we used to long ago

And come together like they did before

And they called it a Brush Arbor meeting

Oh, you could hear the people singing far away

Just praising the Lord, and shouting victory

I can still hear them singing it today

Give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

Give me that old time religion

It’s good enough for me

And they called it a Brush Arbor meeting

Oh, you could hear the people singing far away

Just praising the Lord, and shouting victory

I can still hear them singing it today

Just praising the Lord, and shouting victory

I can still hear them singing it today

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