It's the hummin' of the engines, of the greyhound bus and trains, that keeps your memory on my mind and in with me. Many miles have come between us, many cold nights on some roadside, bringing back your gentle ways of loving me. It's the thought of how you love me, how you treat me, how you thrill me, that clears my fogged up mind to where I see. And some little girl is that one by just looking at me sadly, bringing back your gentle ways of loving me. It's just your gentle way of loving me. It's just your gentle ways of loving me. It's the happiness I've never found with other love that bothers, and a mother saying how a child loves me. And times you've never talked about the red marks on my collar, guess it's just your gentle way of loving me. It's just your gentle way of loving me. It's just your gentle way of loving me. Thank you for watching!