Take Me Back to Church Video (MV)

She came home from work after a long hard day
Set her keys on the counter, began to pray
Oh God, I need you more than ever
My hope is lost, can't be found
Threw her hands in the air, knees hit the ground and she cried
Jesus I surrender
So take my hand and lead me home
Take me back to the place where you saved my soul
Down the old dirt road is a little white church
Where the memories linger and the people search for amazing grace
That sweet, sweet heavenly sound
Of that old time religion that's good for me
Little children singing 'round the sycamore tree
As we count our blessings beneath that southern sky
Oh I need a break from this world sometimes
Take me back to church
Take me back to church
Take me back to where money was a matter so small
Just as I am was an altar call
And the neighbors would always lend a helping hand
We were there for each other no matter what for
Cause every church had an open door
And the preacher man
Knew you by your name
We get so busy in life these days
When it's all smooth sailing we forget to pray
So take my hand and lead me home
Take me back to the place where you saved my soul
Down the old dirt road is a little white church
Where the memories linger and the people search for amazing grace
That sweet, sweet heavenly sound
Of that old time religion that's good for me
Little children singing 'round the sycamore tree
As we count our blessings beneath that southern sky
Oh I need a break from this world sometimes
Oh God we need your Love in this busy life
Take me back to church
Take me back to church