Luyện nghe bài hát Old Churchyard

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

Mourn not for them for their trials are
Why weep for those who weep no more?
For sweet is their sleep, though cold and
Their pillows may be in the old

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

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

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

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

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

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