Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is open
And your is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my bag
up and stashed behind your couch

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

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

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

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

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

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

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