Luyện nghe bài hát Murder 1

Let me you about a man Tommy Collins
A veteran in country music who his career by his own choice
To become a minister and by the way I understand he was successful
And during this period of his life pasteured a small Baptist church
In the very small of Lincoln California
And it was during this time he was called upon to speak at a funeral
And the poem I want to recite for you now is a true of Tommy's
And simply called The Funeral

A funeral is always a saddening for everybody is somebody to someone
But some scenes chill you to the bone and one day in our town we had one
A very young had died something that you just don't expect
And the shops and stores had all their doors they did it out of love and respect
And in the funeral home that day with everyone present weeping
The sound of a little girl's voice was she said that's my mommie she's sleeping
Then I heard the sound of her little tap tap tap
As she made her way down the
Her little purse dangled from her wrist and it brushed her best Sunday dress
And she bolded asserted the confidence that little folks her possess
To the life that has no chapter there's no ending and no last mile
The preacher and the rest were petrified but on the little girl's was a smile
She said wake up wake up
And still not satisfied she reached out with her little
And her face and cried
Then the hearted daddy spoke with a gentleness and with power
And the words that from his lips was the sermon for the hour
In a child like faith he told her that the in Christ will rise
God gave us his he said and we know he never lies
We can't wake up our sleeping mommie but we someone who can
Baby God can wake up mommie
Let's go and leave her in his hands