Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is to walk
That makes me tend to 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 that have dried upon some line
That you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
That keeps you 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 together
It's just knowing that the world not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and
you're moving on the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
And for you're just gentle on my mind

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

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