🎵 Luyện Nghe Bài Hát: The Sweetest Gift - Trisha Yearwood

 One day a mother went to  prison
 To see an erring but precious 
 She told the warden how  she loved him
 It did not  what he had done
 
 She  not bring to him
 A parole or  (free)
 She  no silver (brought no gold)
  pomp nor style (longed to see)
 It was a halo 
 Sent  from heaven's light
 The  gift
 A  smile
 
 She  a smile you can remember
 She's gone to heaven from  free
 Those walls around  could never change her
 You were her baby and ere will 
 
  did not bring to him
 A parole or pardon 
 She brought  silver (brought no gold)
 No pomp nor style  to see)
 It  a halo bright
 Sent down from  light
  sweetest gift
 A mother's 
 
 It was a  bright
  down from heaven's light
 The  gift
 A  smile
 The sweetest 
 A  smile