Luyện nghe bài hát Whispering Jesse

I often wandered in deep contemplation
It seems that the mind runs wild, when all alone
The way it could be, the ways that it should be
Things I'd do differently if I do them again

I've loved spring time, the passing of winter
The green of the new and life goin' on
The promise of morning, the long of summer
Warm nights of loving her beneath the bright

I'm just an old from high Colorado
Too old to anymore, too blind to see
I sleep in the city now, away my mountains
Away from the we always called home

And I dream I left there on an old
Jesse rode right by my side
I long to hold her, to hear her soft
The touch of her cool hands on my brow