Luyện nghe bài hát On Her Hand a Golden Ring

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

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

Then the and that clatter and the crinkle of the glass
Fell upon the people from the of blast
The face of jesus was crumbled into
Nearby the gold ring on her

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

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

More than pity, more than anger, can you feel what has done
When hate can reach 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, time to pray
A brand new to wear and a doll to put away
Another sermon, another to sing
And on her a golden ring