Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and
And the ink stains that dried up on some line
keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever on my mind

It's not to the rocks and ivy planted
On their now that binds me
Or something that said
they thought we fit together walking

It's just knowing that the world not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk along some track and find
Moving on the back road by the of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my

Well I dip my cup of soup back the gurgling crackling
Cauldron in train yard
My beard a roughening coal
And a dirty hat pulled low across my

Cupped 'round a tin can
I I hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving the back roads by the river of my memory
Ever ever gentle on my mind