When It's Prayer Meetin' Time In The Hollow
by Al Rice and Fleming Allan
"I was home-grown and hand-spanked on a farm in a country hollow in upstate New York and attended a church there, so the title came easy. My co-writer, Fleming Allan, now demised, was a musical director of radio station WLS in Chicago, and I was a member of a barbershop quartet known as the Maple City Four which was the WLS staff quartet for 35 years. Fleming and I wrote many songs for various artists including Bradley Kincaid, Gene Autry, and Louise Massey And The Westerners. This song was often done as a rhythm number without the verse—Al Rice
When It's Prayer Meetin' Time In The Hollow
When it's prayer
meetin' time in the hollow
In that vine covered shrine neath the pines
Then the girl that I love sends a prayer up above
Where we once pledged our love so divine.
Till the day I go back to that hollow I will follow that
old golden rule
For it taught me to pray and to live for the day
When we'll meet in that hollow back home.
A long winding pathway leads over the hill
And when all is still I hear the whippoorwill
It calls from that woodland, my heaven to be
And tells me she waits patiently.
1933 by Fleming Allan and Margaret M. Allan
