Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways between us
And some 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 on the back roads
By the rivers gentle on my mind

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