Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral

I was walking in past a church, decayed and dim
When through the window came a plaintive funeral hymn
My awakened and a wonder quickly grew
'Til I found myself environed in a little pew

Out front a colored couple sat in sorrow wild
On the altar was a casket and in the casket was a
I could picture him while living, curly protruding lips
I'd seen perhaps a thousand in my hurried southern

Then rose a sad, old colored preacher from his little wooden
With a sort of awkward and countenance grotesque
The simplicity and shrewdness in his face
Showed the wisdom and the of a crushed, undying race

And he said, "Now don't be weepin' for this bit of clay
For the little boy who lived has done gone and run away
He was doing very finely and he 'ppreciates love
But his sho nough father wanted him in the big up above

The Lord didn't give you that baby, by no thousand miles
He just you need some sunshine and he lent it for a while
And he let you keep and love him 'til your hearts were grown
And these tears you're shedding now, are just interest on the loan

Just think my poor dear mourners creeping long on way
What a blessed picnic here baby got today
Your good fathers and good mothers crowd the little fella
In the angels 'tender garden of the big plantation

And his eyes they brightly sparkle at the pretty things he
But a tear and he whispered, "I want my parents too"
the angel's chief musicians teach that little boy a song
Says if only they be faithful, they'll soon be 'long

And so my poor dear mourners, let your hearts Jesus rest
And don't go to the one what knows the best
He has give us many comforts He's got the to take away
To the be praised in glory, now and ever, let us pray