Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And your path is to walk
makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your
And knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten and bonds
And the ink stains that are upon some line
keeps you on the back roads
By the rivers of my
keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the and ivy
Planted on their columns now bind me
Or something somebody said
Because they thought we fit together
just knowing that the world will not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad and find
That you're on the back roads
By the of my memory
And for hours just gentle on my mind

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the and the highways come between us
And 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 the sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
Oh but not to I cannot see you walkin' on the back roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my

I dip my cup of soup from a gurglin'
caldron in some train yard
My beard a rustling, a towel, 
A dirty hat pulled low my face (across my face)
Through hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my and find
That you're waiting from the back
By the of my memories
Ever smilin' ever gentle on my
Gentle on my
You are on my mind