Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that door is always open
And your path is free to
That makes me tend to leave my bag
Rolled up and behind your couch
And knowing I'm not shackled
By forgotten and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried upon some
That keeps you on the roads
By the of my memory
That keeps you ever on my mind

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

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the and the highways come between us
And some other woman's to her mother
'Cause she and I was gone
I still might run in tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might me 'til I'm blind
Oh but not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the back
By the rivers flowing on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back a gurglin'
Cracklin' in some train yard
My a rustling, a cold towel, 
A hat pulled low across my face (across my face)
cupped hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and
That you're waiting from the roads
By the rivers of my
smilin' ever gentle on my mind
Gentle on my
You are on my mind