Luyện nghe bài hát Porter Wagoner's Grave

A world-wearied man with tear filled
Walked in off the street of the wise
Into the church meeting, with this story he
Sometimes angels and are one and the same
The preacher said Sir, youre welcome in
Now tell us as as youd want us to hear
And the said, It was no more than an hour ago, people,
I was for shelter for the night.
I to go somewhere out of the way,
peaceful and quiet.
So I went to a cemetery, by Thompson Lane,
and with respect I entered it and found rest from the rain.
I laid down under a sycamore, an I was asleep,
when someone said Hello stranger and the boots on my feet.
His hair was pure silver, almost like a crown of on top,
and the rain didnt him, not one single drop.
His voice was familiar, it me comfort 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,
though weve met.
Weve both known heartache, disappointment and the of regret.
The weight of sadness, love and its cost,
and love, a soul is nothing, but empty and lost.
And Ive to tell you, to go on now and be brave.
You can again.
You its her love that you crave.
Go find the one you behind, hold her, take her by the hand.
her how much you need her, I believe shell understand.
Now son you a look at this ground, its filled with things unsaid.
Theres a world of good intentions here in the of the dead.
And Im here to tell ya, on this very night, I was sent by your Maker, the giver of life, to tell you theres rest
for soul.
Theres peace and relief, if youll just your burdens.
Lay at Gods feet.
Walk out of place.
Go now and in the light of a pure perfect presence,
loves and forgives.
He a long purple coat, covered in wheels
Red leather boots, with heels
On a dark stormy night, a soul was saved
Brought the fold on Porter Wagoners grave