Good Ole Gospel Feelin'

Sometimes my heart gets lonesome

For those days I used to know

Way back in Oklahoma

Where the corn and the cotton grow

A picnic with the church folk

On a Sunday afternoon

With a shady tree and some harmony

Pickin' out a gospel tune

And you know I get a...

Good ole gospel feelin'

Every time I hear

The sound of foot stompin'

Guitar strummin'

Hummin' in my ear

Well, my heartstrings keep on tuggin'

'Til I have to join right in

Singin', Glory Hallelujah, Lord

I'm right back home again

Well, my mind sure loves to wonder

To those good ole times back then

Just a-sittin' out on the back porch

With a guitar and a friend

Singin' songs to Jesus

'Bout His precious savin' love

With our voices raised in joyous praise

To our Father up above

Yes, and I get a...

Good ole gospel feelin'

Every time I hear

The sound of foot stompin'

And a guitar strummin'

Hummin' in my ear

Well, my heartstrings keep on tuggin'

'Til I have to join right in

Singin', Glory Hallelujah, Lord

I'm right back home again

Now many years have come and gone

Since I left those folks back home

You know I often think about 'em

And all the places I have roamed

Though my memory's full of faces

Names and things we used to do

You know it's most of all that I recall

The happiness that we knew

And I'll always get a...

Good ole gospel feelin'

Every time I hear

The sound of feet stompin'

And a guitar strummin'

Hummin' in my ear

Well, my heartstrings keep on tuggin' me

'Til I have to join right in

Singin', Glory Hallelujah, Lord

I'm right back home again

Ooh, a good ole gospel feelin'

Every time I hear

The sound of feet stompin'

And a guitar strummin'

Hummin' in my ear

Well, my heartstrings keep on tuggin' me

'Til I have to join right in

Singin', Glory Hallelujah, Lord

I'm right back home again

Why, Glory Hallelujah, Lord

I'm right back home again