Luyện nghe bài hát Montana

I'm not enough for this life I've been livin',
A little bit slow for the of the dream.
It's not I'm ungrateful for all been given;
But nevertheless, the same...

I wish to my soul, I was in Montana,
High on my mountain and in the snow.
Up in my cabin, the valley,
Under the blankets you.

Over the from here.
Over the mountains there.

Who can imagine the of the forces
pushed this old mountain range up in the sky?
Tectonic creation, erosion,
Somethin' to pleasure eye.

The world is a of lightnin' and thunder,
And of the ground as we fall from the sky.
The old and new faces, the and the races...
of places to try.

Over the from here.
Over the from there.

One sits and while the other one wanders,
And squanders his with a life on the road.
Down from the mountain, across the ocean,
The world is in and cannot be slowed.

for today... the demands of the moment,
The thing on my mind is the in my hand.
Wood for the and water for coffee,
Somethin' I can understand.

We got a few but not many neighbors,
The into town takes us most of the day.
And after, "Hello", and "it's good to see you",
It seems like there's to say.

Over the ocean here.