Luyện nghe bài hát Old Country Church

Sometimes in fond mem'ry my thoughts go back to the old country
That I as a boy
You know it's kinda funny how we to old bygone days and bygone places isn't it
Why it seems like yesterday that my mother took my childish hand in hers
And led me slowly down that winding path to hear the word of God
And I seem to sense his presence strongly there than anyplace I've ever known
There with the singin' of the birds and the humming of the
I that God was surely there
I knew it just as sure as if laid his hand on my shoulder
And said to my house son
Ah but years have passed and times has brought many heartaches and tears
I've seen my mother pass onto the great beyond and loved ones have followed
And I'd seen them go with dispairing hearts and tear dimmed
And now in later days as I along
The grassy to the old country churchyard
And I view the resting place of my departed kin
I'm consoled by the thought that their is a happy one
There in the where God and men are one
And once again I seem to hear the voice of our shepher saing
Welcome to my house my son
Precious years memory...