Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

That keeps you in the
By the of my memory
That keeps you gentle on my mind

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

That moving on the backroads
By the rivers of my
And for hours just gentle on my mind

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

But not to I cannot see
You on the backroads
By the rivers flowing on my mind

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

That you're waiting the backroads
By the of my memories
Ever smilin' gentle on my mind