Verse 1

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

Pre Chorus

So take my hand
And lead me home
Take me back to the place
Where You saved my soul

Chorus

Down the old dirt road is a little white church
Where the memories linger
And 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

Bridge

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
And every church had an open door
And that preacher man
He knew you by your name

Verse 2

We get so busy in life these days
When it's all smooth sailing we forget to pray

Pre Chorus

So take my hand
And lead me home
Take me back to the place
Where you saved my soul

Chorus

Down the old dirt road is a little white church
Where the memories linger
And 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

Post Chorus

God we need Your love
In this busy life

Outro

So Take me back to church
Take me back to church