Текст песни In the Garden (God Bless America Again) - Joey + Rory

We're gonna sing a, just a
Classic old hymn that I grew up singin'
Actually, I grew up listenin' to my mom sing
And we got to record an inspirational album
And this is one of the hymns
From it and one of my favorite
My dad would play and my mom would sing
And I'd just sit there and listen

I come to the garden alone
While the dew is still on the roses
And the voice I hear falling on my ear
The Son of God discloses

And He walks with me and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

He speaks and the sound of His voice
Is so sweet the birds hush their singing
And the melody that He gave to me
Within my heart is ringing

And He walks with me and He talks with me
And He tells me I am His own
And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

And the joy we share as we tarry there
None other has ever known

Aw, yeah, girl
Oh, yeah
That was sweet
He's listenin'
Joey and Rory