Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open and your path is free to walk
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shacked by 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
keeps you ever gentle on my mind

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

the wheet fields and the clothes lines
And the yards and the highways come between us
And some woman's crying to her mother cause she turned and I was gone
I might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun might burn me 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 back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some train yard
My beard a roughen coal 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 you're waving from the roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
Ever ever gentle on my mind