Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is to walk
That makes me tend to leave my bag rolled up
And stashed behind your
And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten words and
And the ink stains that have dried upon some
That keeps you on the roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
Keeps you gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted on columns now that binds me
Or because that somebody said because thought we fit together walking
And it's knowin' that the will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad and find
That you're movin' on the back roads by the of my mem'ry
And for hours you're gentle on my mind
Though the wheet fields and the clothes
And the junk yards and the highways come us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother cause she turned and I was
I might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun might burn me I'm blind
But not to I cannot see you walkin' on the back roads
By the flowing gentle on my mind
I dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling in some train yard
My beard a roughen coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my
Through cupped hands round a tin can I to hold you to my breast and find
That you're from the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
smiling ever gentle on my mind