Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your is always open
And path is free to walk
makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed your couch

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

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

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

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

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

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

But not to I cannot see you
on the back roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my

I dipped my cup of soap from a gurglin'
Cracklin' in some train yard
My beard a roughen coal
And a dirty hat pulled low my face

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