Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is open
And your path is 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 are dried upon some 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 bind me
Or that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together
It's just knowing that the world not be cursing
Or forgiving when I along some railroad track and find

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

Though the wheat and the clothes lines
And the and the highways come between us
And some other woman's to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my
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 from a
caldron in some train yard
My beard a roughening pile,
And a hat pulled low across my face
Through hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and

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