Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is open
And your path is free to
That makes me tend to 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
keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my memory
That keeps you gentle on my mind

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

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

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

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

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

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