Luyện nghe bài hát Old Churchyard

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

The will sound in the hills near and far
Will wake up the in the old churchyard