I don't know if you and
Mary can imagine
how big a thrill it is for a fellow like me
to be up here in front of a microphone
with the nation's top recording
stars.
Oh, don't give me that, Eddie.
I'm just a simple country boy
who just learned to play a few chords
on a mail -order guitar.
You don't think it was his musical talent,
do you, Eddie?
It was that home -study
engineering course
that brought Les through.
Every night before we go to sleep,
we face the east and bow to
a tape recorder.
Well, I don't know what you put into it,
but the way it comes out is
real good.
How about letting us hear
one of the new ones?
You mean you don't hear it now?
Don't you hear them bells?
We go to church early in the morning,
the birds are singing in the trees,
We wear our very morning
wear a mountain in middle,
The house is old,
the benches are worn,
the bible is hard to read,
Spirits there assures you,
boy, we got all the comfort we need
Hear them bells,
don't you hear them bells?
They are ringing out, glory of the Lamb
Hear them bells,
don't you hear them bells?
They are ringing out,
glory of the Lamb
We work all day in the cotton
and corn
till our hands and feet are sore
Prayin' for Gabriel to blow
his horn
and we won't have to work no more
I see new chariots comin' this way
and I know they're comin' for me
The bells keep a -ringin'
of the gospel life and the land
I'm gonna see
Hear them bells,
don't you hear them bells?
They are ringin' out
for the glory of the land
Hear them bells,
don't you hear them bells?
They are ringin' out for the of the land
They are ringing the glory
of our land
Land