Luyện nghe bài hát The Gospel Singer

In the of Tifton, Georgia
On a hot and day
You could see the heat coming off the
Up the a man came running
on his way
And he shouted that the singer is coming to our town

Hallelujah the singer is coming
the gospel singer is coming

He was born in Tifton,
With a voice as pure as
And his was golden as the sun
women were his friends
But the did not know
That he did not feel the he sung

Hallelujah the gospel singer is
Hallelujah yeah the gospel singer is

In a tent, a tarpaulin
In a pasture near the
The people and waited all day long
There were some who not walk
And some who not see
And it was believed he could help them with his songs

But the singer he had grown
Of the that he had lived
And to the and poor, sick and cripple
He at them and said
I cannot cure illness
And I make you see
For I have your women
And I to you for money

In the of Tifton, Georgia
The sun was
But not a soul was out on the street
But some had gathered in the
And were silently
At the of the singer
'Neath the tall and pine tree

Hallelujah, ...