Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowin' that your door is always
And path is free to walk
makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind couch
And knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and
And the ink stains that dried upon some line
That keeps you in the roads
By the of my memory
That keeps you gentle on my mind

not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now bind me
Or something that somebody said
They thought we fit together
It's knowing that the world
Will not be cursing or
When I walk along some track and find
That movin' on the back roads
By the of my memory
And for hours just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the lines
And the junkyards and the come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her
'Cause she and I was gone
I still might run in
of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun burn me till I'm blind
But not to I cannot see
You walkin' on the back
By the rivers flowin' on my mind

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