Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle on My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And your path is to walk
That makes me tend to leave my bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your
And it's knowin' I'm not
By forgotten and bonds
And the ink that have dried upon some line
keeps you in the back roads
By the rivers of my
That keeps you ever gentle on my

It's not clingin' to the and ivy
Planted on their columns now that me
Or something somebody said because
They we fit together walkin'
It's knowing that the world
not be cursing or forgiving
When I along some railroad track and find
you're movin' on the back roads
By the rivers of my
And for you're just gentle on my mind

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the come between us
And some other cryin' to her mother
'Cause she and I was gone
I still run in silence
Tears of joy might stain my
And the summer sun might me till I'm blind
But not to I cannot see
You on the back roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my

I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cauldron
In train yard
My beard a rustlin' coal
And a hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped 'round a tin can
I to hold you to my breast and find
you're waitin' from the back roads
By the of my memory
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my