Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

the wheet fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the highways between us
And some other woman's crying to her mother cause she turned and I was
I might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And a sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I see you walking on the back roads
By the rivers gentle on my mind

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