Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

[Originally by John

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

It's not to the rocks and ivy
Planted on columns now that bind us
Or that somebody said
Because they we fit together walking
It's just knowing that the world will not be
Or forgiving I walk along some railroad track and find
you're moving on the backroads
By the rivers of my
And for hours you're gentle on my mind

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the come between us
And some other man's cryin' to his
'Cause he and I was gone
I still might run in tears of joy might stain my face
And the sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
But not to I cannot 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 dirty hat low across my face
Through cupped '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