Luyện nghe bài hát Murder 1

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

A funeral is a saddening thing for everybody is somebody to someone
But some funeral scenes chill you to the and one day in our town we had one
A very young mother had 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 crowded funeral home that day with present weeping
The sound of a little girl's was heard she said that's my mommie she's sleeping
Then I the sound of her little feet tap tap tap
As she made her way down the
Her little purse dangled from her tiny wrist and it her best Sunday dress
And she bolded the confidence that little folks like her possess
To the life has no final chapter there's no ending and no last mile
The preacher and the were petrified but on the little girl's face was a smile
She said wake up wake up
And still not she reached out with her little hand
And touched her and cried
Then the hearted daddy spoke with a gentleness and with power
And the words that issued from his was the sermon for the hour
In a child like faith he told her the dead in Christ will rise
God gave us his word he said and we know he lies
We can't wake up our sleeping mommie but we know who can
Baby only God can up mommie
Let's go home and her in his hands