Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your is always open
And your is free to walk
That me tend 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
have dried upon some line

That keeps you in the roads
By the rivers of my
Keeps you ever gentle on my

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

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

And for hours you're just gentle on my
Though the wheat fields and the lines
And the junk yards and the highways between us

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

But not to I cannot see you
Walking on the roads
By the rivers gentle on my mind

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

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