The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
The Oak Ridge Boys
I just go to my room
I call it my room of prayer
There's a room that I can go to
And I feel the Master's loving hand
As I kneel down and pray I feel Him so close to me
No matter when I call upon Him
I can always find Him waiting there
There's a room where I go
I call it my room of prayer
My room of prayer my room of prayer
The Lord and I can be together right there
And when I'm down I never worry
For if I have more than I can bear
I'll just go to the room
I call it my room of prayer