Chambermaid Swing - 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