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, hymn to sing
And on her hand a golden

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

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

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

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

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

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