Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle on My Mind

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

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

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

I dip my cup of soup from a the
Gurglin', cauldron in some train yard;
My beard a coal pile and a dirty hat
Pulled low my face;
Through cupped hands a tin can,
I pretend to you to my breast and find,
That you're wavin' the back roads
By the rivers of my memory and for
just gentle on my mind...