Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted on columns now that binds me
Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit walking
It's just knowing the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and
That you're on the back 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 highways between us
And some other woman's crying to her mother she turned and I was gone
I still might run in tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun might burn me till I'm
But not to where I cannot see you on the back roads
By the flowing gentle on my mind

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