Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And path is free to walk
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up
And behind your couch

It's I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon line
That keeps you in the back by the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever on my mind

It's not to the rocks
And I'd be planted on columns now that bind me
Or that somebody said
Because thought we fit together walking

It's that the world will not be cursin' or forgiving
When I along some railroad track and find
movin' on the back roads by the rivers of my memory
And for hours just gentle on my mind

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the highways come us
And some other woman crying to her
'Cause she and I was gone

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