Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

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

I dip my cup of back from a gurglin'
Cracklin' caldron in some 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 hold you to my breast and
That waiting from the back roads
By the of my memories
Ever smilin' ever on my mind
Gentle on my
You are gentle on my