Luyện nghe bài hát Don't You Hear Jerusalem Moan

Don't You Hear Moan

Don't you hear Jerusalem
Don't never let a chicken get big enough to
Don't you hear Jerusalem

Don't you Jerusalem moan?
Don't you Jerusalem moan?
Thank God there's a heaven and a ringing in my soul and my soul's got
Don't you hear Jerusalem

Well a preacher you can tell him how he do
he chews his own tobacco and he drinks his own brew.

Well a Baptist you can tell him by his coat
Has a in his pocket that he can't hardly tote

Well a Cambellite his soul is saved
Well he has to be every other day

Well the Roller preacher he sure is a sight
Well he em all a-rolling and he kicks out the light

the Presbyterian preacher he lives in town
His neck's so stiff he hardly look around.