IntroChorusAll Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneWe Don't Have Neighbors AnymoreWe All Have TelephonesWe Used To Sit On Hard Church Pews, But Now We Sit On FoamAll Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneVerse 1We Used To Go To Church Just To Worship The Lord, The King.Now We Go To Church Just To Be SeenWho Drives A Cadillac And Lives In A Big Brick Home.All Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneChorusAll Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneWe Don't Have Neighbors AnymoreWe All Have TelephonesWe Used To Sit On Hard Church Pews, But Now We Sit On FoamAll Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneInstrumentalVerse 2The Preacher, He Would Visit,Dad Would Give Him A Chicken From The YardThe Preacher, He Would Thank Him And Then He'd Praise The LordBut Some Modern Preachers, You Know Just What They DoThey'd Say, I'm Not Going Back To Visit That Old FoolChorusAll Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneWe Don't Have Neighbors AnymoreWe All Have TelephonesWe Used To Sit On Hard Church Pews, But Now We Sit On FoamAll Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneInstrumentalChorusAll Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneWe Don't Have Neighbors AnymoreWe All Have TelephonesWe Used To Sit On Hard Church Pews, But Now We Sit On FoamAll Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are GoneOutroYes, All Of The Wagon Tracks Around The Church Are Gone
