Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowin' that your is always open
And path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my bag
up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not
By words and bonds
And the ink stains have dried upon some line
That you in the back roads
By the rivers of my
That keeps you ever gentle on my

It's not clingin' to the and ivy
Planted on their columns now that me
Or something somebody said because
They we fit together walkin'
It's knowing that the world
not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and
you're movin' on the back roads
By the of my memory
And for hours just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes
And the and the highways come between us
And other woman's cryin' to her mother
'cause she and I was gone
I might run in silence
of joy might stain my face
And the sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to I cannot see
You walkin' on the back
By the rivers flowin' on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from a cracklin' cauldron
In some train
My beard a rustlin' pile
And a dirty hat low across my face
Through hands 'round a tin can
I to hold you to my breast and find
That waitin' from the back roads
By the of my memory
Ever smilin', ever on my mind