Luyện nghe bài hát Old Churchyard

Come, with me to the old churchyard
I so well those paths 'neath the soft green sward
Friends in there that we want to regard
We will out their names in the old churchyard

not for them for their trials are o'er
Why weep for those who will no more?
For sweet is their sleep, though and hard
Their pillows may be in the old

I know it's vain when our friends depart
To breathe kind words to a broken
And I know that the joy of is marred
we follow lost friends to the old churchyard

But were I at rest 'neath yonder
Why you weep, my friends, for me?
I'm so weary, so wayworn, why would you
The peace I in the old churchyard?

Why for me for I'm anxious to go
To that haven of rest no tears ever flow
And I none my fate when it's time to depart
I set with the sun in the old churchyard

I rest in the that one bright day
Sunshine will burst through prisons of clay
The will sound in the hills near and far
Will wake up the dead in the old

I rest in the hope one bright day
Sunshine will burst through prisons of clay
The trumpets will in the hills near and far
Will wake up the in the old churchyard

The trumpets will in the hills near and far
Will up the dead in the old churchyard