Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to
makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back roads by the of my mem'ry
That you ever gentle on my mind

It's not to the rocks and I'd be planted on their columns now that binds me
Or something somebody said because they thought we fit together walking
It's knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're moving on the roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
And for hours you're just gentle on my

Though the wheet fields and the clothes
And the junk yards and the come between us
And some other woman's crying to her cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might my face
And a summer sun burn me till I'm blind
But not to I cannot see you walking on the back roads
By the flowing gentle on my mind

I dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some yard
My beard a roughen coal pile and a hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands round a tin can I pretend I hold you to my breast and
That you're waving the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
Ever smiling ever on my mind