Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come us
And some other woman's cryin' to her
'Cause she turned and I was
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my
And the summer sun might burn me I'm blind
Oh but not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the roads
By the flowing gentle on my mind

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