Luyện nghe bài hát Old Churchyard

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

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

I know it's vain when our friends depart
To breathe kind words to a heart
And I know that the joy of is marred
When we follow 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 I seek in the old churchyard?

Why weep for me for I'm 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 through these prisons of clay
The trumpets will sound in the near and far
Will wake up the dead in the old

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

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