Luyện nghe bài hát Trouble In The Amen Corner

Rock of cleft for me
It was a stylish congregation you could see, they'd been
And they had the biggest organ of any church in town
But over in the Corner of that church sat Brother Ira
And he insisted Sunday on singing in the choir

His voice was and broken age had touched his vocal chords
And nearly Sunday he'd get behind and miss the words
Well at the storm cloud burst and the church was told in vine
That Brother Ira must stop his singing or the was gonna resign

So the pastor appointed a committee, I think it was three or
And they got their big fine car and drove up to door
They found the great trouble sittin' in an old arm chair
And the golden sunbeams lay upon his snow white hair

Said, "York, we're here, dear with the best resapprobation"
To discuss a little matter that affects the
Now it was our understanding when we bargained for the
That they were to us that is they'd do the singin' for us

Now we don't want no singin' except what bought
The newest tunes are all the rage the old stand for naught
And so we have decided, are you listenin', Brother
You'll have to stop your it's messin' up our choir

The old man raised his a sign that he did hear
And on his cheek the men caught the glitter of a tear
His feeble hands back the locks as white as silky snow
And he answered the committee in a both soft and low

"I've sung the songs of David nearly eighty years", he
They've been my and comfort all along life's dreary way
I'm sorry if I disturbed the choir I guess, I'm wrong
But my heart is filled with praise, I can't hold back a song

I wonder if beyond the tide breaking at my feet
In that far off Heavenly temple my Master, I shall meet
Yes, I wonder if when I try to sing the songs of God up
I if they'll kick me out up there for singin' in Heaven's choir

A silence filled the little room the old man his head
The committee on back to town but Brother Ira was dead
Oh the choir missed him for a but he was soon forgot
And a few church watched the door but the old man entered not

Far away his is sweet and he sings his heart's desire
Where there are no church committees and no choirs
Let me hide myself in