Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

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

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

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the come between us
And some other crying to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was

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

I my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron
In some train
My a roughen coal pile and a dirty hat
That low across my face

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