Luyện nghe bài hát Broken Hymns

Now the fog and smoke is
the fallen row on row
In 1861 the prayed for God to keep their

Jimmy left in April
was one year to the day
Writes his mother back in Brighton
But he ain't got to say
He's forgotten what his town like
The smell of death is all
He dreams of the Atlantic
To once again be bound
Homeward

Though the was long and winding
snares lay in their path
But their they saw as righteous
The fought with and stuck with wrath

Now the battle hymns are
Report of not far ways
No prayer, no promise, no of God
Could save their that April day
Tell their wives that they bravely
As they lay them in their

As the pulled in the station
And the families gathered
You could hear the first car
With a triumphant sound
But the last car it was
They listened close but they hear
It was laden down coffins
didn't speak and couldn't cheer

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As the pulled in the station
And the families 'round
You could hear the car echo
With a triumphant sound

Now the battle hymns are
of shots not far away
No prayer, no promise, no of God
Could save theirs souls April day

Now the battle hymns are
Report of not far away
No prayer, no promise, no of God
Could save the souls of the blue and
Tell their wives that fought bravely
As they lay them in graves