Ring the Bell Songtext

von The Gibson Brothers

In the road was a bell.
In the bell was a sound
Of days that have come and gone.
And the road ran to
A little town on the hillside,
Where the word of the Lord lives on.

Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell, both far and wide.
You can hear it on the mountain,
And down across the valley.
Ring the bell, and go to his side.

Well I followed it down
From the forest to the town,
In the darkness in dead of night.
There were children dancing there,
With flowers in their hair,

And the streets were lit with candlelight.
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell, both far and wide.
You can hear it on the mountain,
And down across the valley.

Ring the bell, and go to his side.

Now the farmer and the teacher,
And the barber and the preacher,
All held hands and moved as one.
The holy words of some not spoken

Of a circle unbroken,
And the spirit moved in everyone.
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell, both far and wide.
You can hear it on the mountain,

And down across the valley.
Ring the bell, and go to his side.

In the middle of the street,
Fell down hard on my knees,
To the payment that shown like gold.

With a shiver in the stars,
He reached into my heart;
With the kindest words I was told:
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell, both far and wide.
You can hear it on the mountain,
And down across the valley.
Ring the bell, and go to his side.
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell. Ring the bell.
Ring the bell, both far and wide.
You can hear it on the mountain,
And down across the valley.
Ring the bell, and go to his side.