Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that door is always open
And your path is to walk
That makes me tend to my sleeping bag
up and stashed behind your couch

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

That keeps you in the back
By the of my memory
Keeps you ever gentle on my

It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be
On their columns now binds me
Or that somebody said
Because they thought we fit walkin'

It's just that the world will not be cursin' or forgivin'
When I walk along some railroad track and
That movin' on the back roads
By the of my memory

And for hours just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the lines
And the junk yards and the come between us

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

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

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

Through cupped round a tin
Can I pretend to hold you to my and find
That you're waving the back roads
By the rivers of my
Ever you're just gentle on my