Luyện nghe bài hát On Her Hand a Golden Ring

Another sunday morning, another time to
A brand new to wear and a doll to put away
Another sermon, another to sing
And on her hand a golden

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

Then the crackle and clatter and the crinkle of the glass
upon the people from the power of blast
The face of jesus was crumbled sand
Nearby the gold on her hand

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

Then the speeches of the sorrow flowed the town
And the men were talking two more children were shot down
For that's the way when the law don't a thing
And on her hand a golden

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

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