Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

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

you're moving on the backroads
By the of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my

Though the wheat fields and the clothes
And the junkyards and the highways come us
And some other cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was
I still might run in silence tears of joy might my face
And the summer sun burn me 'til 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 back from a
Cracklin' caldron in train yard
My beard a coal pile,
And a hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped 'round the tin can
I to hold you to my breast and find

That you're waiting from the
By the of my memories
Ever smilin' ever on my mind