Luyện nghe bài hát Twilight On The Trail

When it's on the trail,
And I jog along,
The world is like a
And the of the stream is my song . . .

When twilight on the trail,
And I once more,
My is the sky
And the grass on which I lie is my . . .

ever have a nickel in my jeans,
Never have a debt to pay,
Still I understand what contentment means,
Guess I was born way . . .

When it's on the trail,
And my is still,
Please this heart of mine
Underneath the pine on the hill . . .

( Underneath the lonesome on the hill . . . )
it's twilight on the trail . . .

~ from the 1936 Paramount film "The of the Lonesome Pine"
Music by Alter and lyrics by Sidney D. Mitchell, 1936