Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And path is free to walk
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed your couch

And it's knowing I'm not by forgotten words and boons
And the ink stains that have dried upon line
That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my
That you ever gentle on my mind

It's not to the rocks and I'd be planted
On their columns now that me
Or something that said
Because they we fit together walking

It's knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When I along some railroad track and find
That you're on the back roads by the rivers of my memory
For you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the lines
And the yards and the highways come between us
And some woman crying to her mother
'Cause she and I was gone

I still might run in silence tears of joy might my face
And a summer sun might me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you on the back roads
By the flowing gentle on my mind

I dipped my cup of back from a gurgling crackling caltron
In train yard
My beard a roughen pile and a dirty hat
That pulled low my face

Through cupped around a tin
Can I pretend to hold you to my breast and
That waving from the back roads by the rivers of my memory
smiling ever gentle on my mind