Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And your path is free to
makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your
And knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and
And the ink stains that dried upon some line
keeps you in the back roads
By the rivers of my
That keeps you gentle on my mind

not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their now that bind me
Or something that somebody because
They thought we fit together
It's just knowing that the
not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad and find
That you're movin' on the back
By the rivers of my
And for hours you're just gentle on my

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

I dip my cup of soup back from a cracklin' cauldron
In some yard
My beard a coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my
cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and
you're waitin' from the back roads
By the rivers of my
Ever smilin', ever on my mind