Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

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

It's just knowin' the world will not be cursin' or forgiving
When I walk some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the back roads by the 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 come us
And some other cryin' to her mother
she turned and I was gone

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

I dipped my cup of soap back a gurglin'
Cracklin' caltron in some train
My beard a roughen coal
And a hat pulled low across my face

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