Luyện nghe bài hát CountrySide

I was a little bum back in '61
staring out that ol' window young and open-eyed
matter where we were going
just as long as I saw
I remember being thankful for Sunday rides...
I was

City and city raised
to day I'm still amazed
nothing could ever make me citified
in my hopes, in my
I kept home, it seems
home to my country side.

Life got way too crowded, at it did for me
looking for a to run to where I could hide
matter where I'd be going,
there was no in between
to afford my own so I could take that ride...
might've

City and city raised
maybe not so well
'cause nobody ever make me citified
in my hopes, in my dreams
I going home, it seems
home to my country side.

When home up in the mountains
no place like home
to lay in the shade and that fresh mown hay
steal moonlight in the forest, run the fields on nights
wake up to a holiday

Took me more than a little to go that country mile
staring out old office window worn and bleary eyed
didn't matter I'd be going
just as long as I dream
dream of it in - and up -
and taking a ride...
'cause when

born and city raised
you look back, it's just a haze
where nothing could ever you citified
when in your hopes, and in your
you keep home, it seems
going home to your side.

I get down and God
for my side.