Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

[Originally by Hartford]

It's knowing that 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 knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten and bonds
And the ink stains that are upon some line
That keeps you in the
By the of my memory
That you ever gentle on my mind

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

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the come between us
And some man's cryin' to his mother
he turned and I was gone
I might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And the sun might 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 from a gurglin'
Cracklin' caldron in some train
My a rustling, cold towel, and
A dirty hat pulled low across my
cupped hands 'round the tin can
I to hold you to my breast and find
you're waiting from the backroads
By the rivers of my
Ever smilin' ever on my mind