Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And path is free to walk
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and behind your couch

And knowing I'm not shacked
By words and boons
And the ink
That have upon some line

That keeps you in the roads
By the rivers of my
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 said
they thought we fit together walkin'

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

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

And other 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
on the back roads
By the rivers flowing on my mind

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

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