Luyện nghe bài hát The Funeral

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

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

Then rose a sad, old colored preacher his little wooden desk
With a manner sort of and countenance grotesque
The simplicity and shrewdness in his Ethiopian
Showed the wisdom and the ignorance of a crushed, undying

And he said, "Now be weepin' for this pretty bit of clay
For the little boy who lived there has done gone and run
He was doing very finely and he 'ppreciates your
But his sho nough father him in the big house up above

The Lord give you that baby, by no hundred thousand miles
He just think you some sunshine and he lent it for a while
And he let you keep and love him 'til your hearts were bigger
And these silver tears you're now, are just interest on the loan

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

And his they brightly sparkle at the pretty things he view
But a came 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 be comin' 'long

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