Trouble In The Amen Corner

作词:Archie Campbell

作曲:Archie Campbell

所属专辑:Talking To Your Hear+A Touch Of Velvet

歌词

歌曲名 Trouble In The Amen Corner 歌手名 Jim Reeves

作词:Archie Campbell

作曲:Archie Campbell

It was a stylish congregation

you could see

they'd been around

And they had the biggest pipe

organ of any church in town

But over in the Amen

Corner of that church

sat Brother Ayer

And he insisted every Sunday

on singing in the choir

His voice was cracked

and broken age

had touched his vocal chords

And nearly every Sunday

he'd get behind

and miss the words

Well the choir

got so flustered the church

was told in fine

That Brother Ayer must stop

his singing or the choir

was going to resign

So the pastor appointed

a committee

I think it was three or four

And they got in

their big fine cars

and drove up to Ayer's door

They find the

choir's great trouble

sittin' there in an old arm chair

And the summer's

golden sunbeams

lay upon his snow white hair

Said York we're here

dear Brother with

the vestries approbation

To discuss a little matter

that affects the congregation

Now it seems that your voice

has interfered with the choir

So if you'll just lay out

are you listening Brother Ayer

The old man raised his head

a sign that he had hear

And on his cheek the three men

caught the glitter of a tear

His feeble hands pushed back

the locks as white as silky snow

And he answered the committee

in a voice both soft and low

I wonder if beyond the tide

that's breaking at my feet

In that far off heavenly temple

where my Master

and I shall meet

Yes I wonder if

when I try to sing the song of

God up higher

I wonder if they'll kick me

out of there for singing

in heaven's choir

A silence filled

the little room

and the old man

bowed his head

The committee went on

back to town

but Brother Ayer was dead

The choir missed him for awhile

but he was soon forgotten

A few church goers

watched the door

but the old man entered not

Far away his voice is sweet

and he sings his heart desire

Where are there no

church committees

and no fashionable choirs

Let me hide myself in Thee

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