Luyện nghe bài hát On Her Hand a Golden Ring

Another sunday morning, another time to
A new dress to wear and a doll to put away
Another sermon, another hymn to
And on her a golden ring

On the silent streets and to the church they came
Sheltered by the heavy walls and windows stained
to the wisdom of the words the Bible told
And on her hand a ring of

Then the crackle and that clatter and the crinkle of the
Fell upon the people from the power of
The face of jesus was crumbled into
Nearby the ring on her hand

Then a scream through the morning air and carried down the street
Rage the hearts of men who leaped up to their feet
Old men grew hard and the men grew cold
And on her hand a of gold

Then the speeches of the flowed into the town
And while the men were talking two children were shot down
For the way when the law don't mean a thing
And on her a golden ring

More than pity, more than anger, can you feel has been done
When hate can reach inside a church and the very young
The young will bear the scars they're growing in this land
Rememberin' the ring on her hand

Another sunday morning, another to pray
A new dress to wear and a doll to put away
Another sermon, hymn to sing
And on her hand a ring