Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

[Originally by John

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

not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on columns now that bind us
Or that somebody said
Because thought we fit together walking
It's just knowing that the will not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad and find
That you're moving on the
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 other man's cryin' to his mother
he turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my
And the summer sun burn me 'til I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you on the backroads
By the rivers flowing on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from a
Cracklin' in some train yard
My beard a rustling, towel, and
A dirty hat pulled low across my
Through cupped hands the tin can
I pretend to you to my breast and find
you're waiting from the backroads
By the of my memories
Ever ever gentle on my mind