Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing your door is always open
And your path is to walk
That makes me to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and behind your couch

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

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

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

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junk and the highways come between us
And other woman crying to her mother
she turned and I was gone

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

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

Through cupped hands a tin
Can I pretend to hold you to my and find
That you're waving from the roads by the rivers of my memory
smiling ever gentle on my mind