Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And your path is to walk
That makes me tend to 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 upon line
That you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
That you ever gentle on my mind

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

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

Though the wheet fields and the clothes
And the junk yards and the highways between us
And some other woman to her mother
she turned and I was gone

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

I dipped my cup of soap from a gurglin'
Cracklin' in some train yard
My beard a roughen pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my

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