Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle on My Mind

It's just knowing that your is always open
And path is free to walk,
That makes me tend to leave my bag
Rolled up and stashed behind couch.
And it's knowing I'm not
By forgotten words and
And the ink stains that have upon some line,
That keeps you in the back
By the of my memory,
keeps you ever gentle on my mind.

It's not clinging to the
And ivy planted on columns now that bind me,
Or something somebody said
Because they we fit together walkin'.
just knowing that the world
Will not be cursing or
When I walk along railroad track and find
That you're on the back roads
By the of my memory and for hours
You're gentle on my mind.

Though the wheat fields and the
And the and the highways come between us,
And some other woman's crying to her
she turned and I was gone.
I still might run in silence, of joy
Might stain my and the summer sun
burn me till I'm blind,
But not to where I see you
Walkin' on the back roads, by the
Flowing on my mind.

I dip my cup of soup back a the
Gurglin', crackling in some train yard;
My a roughn'ning coal pile and a dirty hat
Pulled low my face;
Through cupped hands a tin can,
I pretend to hold you to my and find,
That you're wavin' the back roads
By the rivers of my and for hours
You're gentle on my mind...