They kicked me out of the church when I'm a little girl because they said I'm singing like a dog. They didn't want me to sing there anymore.
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I got put out of my church choir because my pastor said, 'We can't have baby sister singing the blues and coming in here and singing on Sunday morning.'
I sang in the choir for years, even though my family belonged to another church.
Mum decided that I could sing a bit, so she put me in a choir, which I hated, and it was just a nightmare. I was a rebellious sort of choirboy.
My mother raised me in the church. I was not allowed to stay home on Sunday; there was no option. I sang in the choir all the way up until I went to college.
I went to church and couldn't swallow it. The music was nice but I don't belong there.
My father started me singing in church.
I just wanted to sing, in church or wherever.
I didn't go to church all the time, just 'cause I was an antsy kid.
I went to a church where you could not sing out loud in the service until you had been saved.
From the time I sang my first solo in church when I was probably 12 years old, I was bitten by the bug. From that point on, I never wanted to do anything else.
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