Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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