Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is open
And your path is free to
makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed your couch
And knowing I'm not shackled
By words and bonds
And the ink stains are dried upon some line

That you in the backroads
By the rivers of my
That keeps you gentle on my mind

not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now bind me
Or something somebody said
they thought we fit together walking
It's just knowing that the world will not be
Or forgiving when I along some railroad track and find

That you're on the backroads
By the rivers of my
And for hours you're just on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes
And the junkyards and the highways between us
And other woman's cryin' to her mother
she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me I'm blind

But not to I cannot see
You walkin' on the
By the rivers flowing gentle on my

I dip my cup of soup from a gurglin'
Cracklin' caldron in some yard
My beard a coal pile,
And a dirty hat low across my face
cupped hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my and find

you're waiting from the backroads
By the rivers of my
Ever smilin' ever on my mind