Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And your path is free to
makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and behind your couch

And it's I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink that have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the back 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 me
Or somethin' that somebody
they thought we fit together walking

It's just knowin' that the world will not be cursing or
When I along 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

Though the wheat and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the come between us
And other woman cryin' 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 might burn me till I'm
But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the roads
By the rivers flowing on my mind

I dipped my cup of
Back from a gurglin', cracklin' in some train yard
My beard, a roughen pile
And a hat pulled down across my face

Through cupped around a tin can
I pretend I you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the back roads by the of my mem'ry
Ever smiling, ever on my mind