There's a village hidden deep in the valley, among the pine trees half forlorn.
T'was there on a sunny morning, little Jimmy Brown was born.
So his parents brought him to the chapel, when he was only one day old.
And there they blessed the little fellow, welcome Jimmy to the fold.
All the chapel bells were ringing, in the little valley town.
And the song that they were singing, was for baby Jimmy Brown.
Then the little congregation, prayed for guidance from above.
Lead us not into temptation, bless O Lord this meditation, guiding with eternal love.
There's a village hidden deep in the valley, beneath the mountains high above.
T'was there twenty years thereafter, Jimmy was to meet his love.
Many friends were gathered at the chapel, and many tears of joy were shed.
In June, on a Sunday morning, when Jimmy and his bride were wed.
All the chapel bells were ringing, t'was a great day in his life.
Cause the song that they were singing, was for Jimmy and his wife.
Then the little congregation, prayed for guidance from above.
Lead us not into temptation, bless O Lord this celebration, may their lives be filled with love.
From the village hidden deep in the valley, one rainy morning dark and gray.
A soul winged its way to heaven, Jimmy Brown had passed away.
Silent people gathered at the chapel, to say farewell to their old friend.
Whose life had been like a flower, budding blooming till the end.
Just a lonely bell was ringing, in the little valley town.
T'was farewell that it was singing, to our good old Jimmy Brown.
Then the little congregation, prayed for guidance from above.
Lead us not into temptation, may his soul find the salvation, of thy great eternal love.