Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is open
And your path is free to
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag
up and stashed behind your couch

And it's I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon 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 their columns, now binds me
Or somethin' that somebody said
They thought we fit together

It's knowin' that the world will not be cursin' or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad 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 and the clothes lines
And the junk and the highways come between us
And some other cryin' to her mother
she turned and I was gone

I still might run in silence, tears of joy might my face
And a summer sun burn me till 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 back from a gurglin'
Cracklin' in some train yard
My beard a roughen coal
And a dirty hat pulled low my face

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