Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing your door is always open
And your is free to walk
That makes me to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind couch

And it's knowing I'm not
By forgotten words and
And the ink
That have upon some line

That keeps you in the roads
By the of my memory
you ever gentle on my mind

It's not to the rocks and I'd be planted
On their columns now that me
Or something that somebody
Because thought we fit together walkin'

It's just knowing that the will not be cursin' or forgivin'
When I walk some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the roads
By the rivers of my

And for you're just gentle on my mind
the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the highways come us

And some woman 's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was
I still might run in silence of joy, might stain my face
And the summer sun might me till I'm blind

But not to where I see you
Walking on the back
By the rivers flowing on my mind

I dipped my cup of soap from a gurglin'
caltron in some train yard
My beard a coal pile
And a dirty hat low across my face

cupped hands round a tin
Can I pretend to hold you to my breast and
That you're waving from the back
By the rivers of my
Ever you're just on my mind