Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's just knowing that your door is always open and path is free to walk
That makes me tend to my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten and bons
And the ink stains that have dried some line
That keeps you in the back by the rivers of my mem'ry
That keeps you ever on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted on their columns now binds me
Or that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking
It's knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgivin'
When I walk along some track and find
That you're movin' on the roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
And for hours you're just gentle on my
Though the wheet and the clothes lines
And the yards and the highways come between us
And other woman cryin' to her mother cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my
And the summer sun burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walking on the back
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my
I dipped my cup of back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some train yard
My beard a roughen pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands round a tin can I pretend I hold you to my and find
you're waving from the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry
Ever smiling gentle on my mind