Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

[Originally by Hartford]

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

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

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come us
And some other cryin' to his mother
'Cause he turned and I was
I still might run in silence of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might me 'til I'm blind
But not to where I see you walkin' on the backroads
By the flowing gentle 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 low across my face
Through cupped hands the tin can
I pretend to you to my breast and find
That you're waiting the backroads
By the of my memories
smilin' ever gentle on my mind