Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

Well, it's knowin' that your door is open
And your path is free to
That makes me tend to leave my bag rolled up
Stashed your couch

And it's I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains have dried upon some lines
That keeps you in the back
By the rivers of my memory and you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clingin' to the and ivy
Planted on their now that bind me
Or somethin' that said 'cause
They thought we fit walkin'

It's just knowin' that the will not be cursin' or forgivin'
When I walk along some railroad and find
That you're movin' on the back
By the of my memory and for hours you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat and the coal mines and the junkyards
And the highways between us
And some other woman's to her mother
'Cause she and I was gone

I still might run in silence of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me I'm blind
But not to where I see
You walkin' on the back roads by the rivers flowin' on my mind

I dip my cup of
From some gurglin', cauldron in some train yard
My beard a roughenin' coal
And a dirty hat pulled low my face

Through cupped 'round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and
That you're wavin' from the roads
By the rivers of my memory ever smilin', ever gentle on my