Luyện nghe bài hát The Little Box Of Pine On The 7.29

Dear Warden wrote a mother, how longer must I wait
you send my boy back home to me
She little knew the angels had the prison gates
And the one she loved had already set free

The Warden the letter and then he sadly cried
As with these the sorrow he replied
There's little box of on the seven twenty nine
back a lost sheep to the fold
For a pardon from has returned the one you loved
It is the saddest ever has been told

For he's takin' his last ride never more this world to
On his there is a smile for he knows he's going home
a little box of pine on the seven twenty nine
Bringing back a lost to the fold

The church was with music as the service did begin
His broken hearted folks were there
The preacher told the story of a boy gone astray
The heavy his loved ones had to pay.