Church by the side of the road

Well my daddy was a drunkard
Momma taught for the lord
Granny took me to sunday school
To the church by the side of the road

And i’m telling you my jesus came from the golden city
To the church by the side of the road
This church it wasn’t modern
It was built of log and clay
But you could see my jesus there
As we knelt down to pray

Well time has came between us
And the years have come and gone
I’m a-leaving here tomorrow
I’ve been away too long