Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

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

I my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some 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 hold you to my breast and
That waving from the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
smiling ever gentle on my mind