Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing your door is always open
And your path is to walk
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and behind your couch

And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten and bons
And the ink stains that have dried some line
That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my
keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not to the rocks and I'd be planted
On columns, now that binds me
Or that somebody said because
They thought we fit together

It's just that the world will not be cursin' or forgiving
When I walk along some track and find
That you're on the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
And for hours just gentle on my mind

the wheet fields and the clothes lines
And the yards and the highways come between us
And some woman cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was

I might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun might me till I'm blind
But not to I cannot see you walking on the back roads
By the rivers gentle on my mind

I dipped my cup of back from a gurglin'
caltron in some train yard
My beard a coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my

Through cupped 'round a tin
Can I I hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the roads by the rivers of my mem'ry?
smiling, ever gentle on my mind