Luyện nghe bài hát Porter Wagoner's Grave

A world-wearied man with filled eyes
Walked in off the street of the uncommonly
the church meeting, with this story he came
Sometimes and strangers are one and the same
The preacher said Sir, youre welcome in
Now tell us as as youd want us to hear
And the stranger said, It was no more an hour ago, people,
I was for shelter for the night.
I to go somewhere out of the way,
peaceful and quiet.
So I to a cemetery, close by Thompson Lane,
and with full respect I entered it and found from the rain.
I laid down a sycamore, an I was barely asleep,
when someone said Hello and touched the boots on my feet.
His hair was pure silver, almost like a of glory on top,
and the rain didnt him, not one single drop.
His voice was familiar, it brought me and peace.
He laughed and said, Well, we a strange place to meet,
but I understand, Ive often come to pray,
when the of life put stones in my way.
And you see friend, you and me, brothers,
weve never met.
Weve known heartache, disappointment and the pain of regret.
The full weight of sadness, and its cost,
and without love, a is nothing, but empty and lost.
And Ive come to you, to go on now and be brave.
You can again.
You know its her that you crave.
Go find the one you left behind, her, take her by the hand.
Show her how much you need her, I shell understand.
Now son you take a look at ground, its filled with things unsaid.
Theres a world of good intentions in the land of the dead.
And friend Im here to tell ya, on this very night, I was sent by your Maker, the of life, to tell you theres rest
for soul.
Theres peace and relief, if just surrender your burdens.
Lay at Gods feet.
Walk out of place.
Go now and live in the light of a perfect presence,
loves and forgives.
He a long purple coat, covered in wheels
Red leather boots, with sparkling
On a dark stormy night, a soul was saved
into the fold on Porter Wagoners grave