Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And you path is free to
That makes me to keep my sleeping bag rolled up
And stashed behind your

It's knowin' I'm not shackled by words and bonds
And the ink that have dried up on some line
That keeps you in the back
By the of my memory
And keeps you ever gentle on my

It's not to the rocks and ivy
Planted on columns now that binds me
Or something somebody said
they thought we'd fit together walking
It's just that the world will not be cursin'
Or when I walk along some railroad track and find
That moving on the back roads
By the of my memory and for hours
just gentle on my mind

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the and the highways come between us
And other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she and I was gone
I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my
And the sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
But not to where I see you
Walking in the roads
By the flowing gently on my mind