Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

It's not clingin' to the and ivy
Planted on columns now that bind me
Or something somebody said because
They thought we fit together
just knowing that the world
Will not be cursing or
When I walk along some railroad track and
That you're movin' on the roads
By the of my memory
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 other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was
I still run in silence
Tears of joy might my face
And the summer sun might burn me I'm blind
But not to I cannot see
You walkin' on the roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my

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