Bill Monroe & His Bluegrass Boys

I Hear a Sweet Voice Calling
Our little girl taken sick one eveningAs she walked home from schoolAnd in her death bed soon bring herIt made us so sad and so blueThen she called me close to her bedsideAnd whispered these words soft and low,"Tell Mommy to come to me quickly,I want to kiss you both then go"I hear a sweet voice callingWay up in heaven on highGod has made room for you daughter,Oh Mommy and Daddy don't cryTake care of my little brotherTell him I've gone to restI know his little heart is brokenHe's all that you have leftThen she closed her eyes foreverNever to see us no moreUntil we meet our darling On that bright and peaceful shore Aus Songtexte Mania