Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

[Originally by John

It's knowing that your door is always
And path is free to walk
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your
And it's I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and
And the ink stains that are upon some line
keeps you in the backroads
By the rivers of my
That you ever gentle on my mind

It's not to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that us
Or something that said
Because they we fit together walking
It's knowing that the world will not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and
That you're moving on the
By the of my memory
And for you're just gentle on my mind

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the come between us
And some other cryin' to his mother
'Cause he turned and I was
I might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm
But not to where I see you walkin' on the backroads
By the flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of back from a gurglin'
caldron in some train yard
My a rustling, cold towel, and
A hat pulled low across my face
Through hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my and find
That you're waiting from the
By the of my memories
Ever ever gentle on my mind