Bobby Angel - Medley:- I Walk the Line / On the Road Again / Rose Garden / Gentle on My Mind Lyrics

I keep a close watch on this heart of mine
I keep my eyes wide open all the time
I keep the ends of all the ties that bind
Because you're mine
I walk the line

I find it very, very easy to be true
I find myself alone when day is through
Yes, I admit that I'm a fool for you
Because you're mine
I walk the line

You got a way to keep me on your side
You give me cause for love that I can't hide
For you I know I'll even turn the tide
Because you're mine
I walk the line

Because you're mine
I walk the line
Because you're mine
I walk the line

On the road again
Just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again

On the road again
Going places that I've never been
Seeing things that I may never see again
And I can't wait to get on the road again

On the road again
Like a band of gypsies we go down the highway
We're the best of friends
Insisting that the world keep turning your way
And my way

On the road again
I just can't wait to get on the road again
The life I love is making music with my friends
And I can't wait to get on the road again

And I can't wait to get on the road again
And I can't wait to get on the road again

I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain some time

When you take you gotta give so live and let live or let go
I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden

I can promise you things like big diamond rings
But you'd never find roses growing on stalks of clover
So you better think it over

When, if sweet-talking you could make it come true
I would give you the world right now on a silver platter
But what would it matter

So smile for a while and let's be jolly
Love shouldn't be so melancholy
Come along and share the good times while we can

I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain some time

I beg your pardon
I never promised you a rose garden
Along with the sunshine
There's gotta be a little rain some time

It's knowing that the door is always open and that I'm free to walk
That make me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch

It's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And ink stains that have dried up on some lines
That keep you in the back roads by the rivers of my memory
That keep you ever gentle on my mind

The wheat fields and the clothes lines and the junkyards and the highways come between us
Some other woman crying to her mother 'cause she turned and I was gone

I still run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walking through the back roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

But not to where I cannot see you walking through the back roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind