Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now bind me
Or that somebody said because
They thought we fit walkin'
It's just knowing that the
not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some track and find
That you're movin' on the back
By the rivers of my
And for hours you're just on my mind

Though the wheat and the clothes lines
And the and the highways come between us
And some woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was
I still might run in
of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm
But not to where I see
You walkin' on the roads
By the rivers gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
In train yard
My beard a rustlin' pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my
Through cupped hands a tin can
I pretend to you to my breast and find
That you're waitin' from the roads
By the of my memory
Ever smilin', gentle on my mind