Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

Though the wheet and the clothes lines
And the yards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's crying to her mother cause she and I was gone
I might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun 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 caltron in some train yard
My beard a roughen coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low my face
Through hands round a tin can I pretend 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