Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

That keeps you in the back
By the rivers of my
you ever gentle on my mind

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

It's just knowing that the world 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 and the highways come between us

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

But not to where I see you
Walking on the roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my

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

Through cupped round a tin
Can I to hold you to my breast and find
That waving from the back roads
By the of my memory
Ever just gentle on my mind