Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

It's not to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that me
Or that somebody said
Because they thought we fit walking
It's just that the world will not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk some railroad track and find
That you're moving on the back
By the rivers of my
And for hours just gentle on my mind

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

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