Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

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

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

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

But not to where I see
You on the backroads
By the flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of back from a gurglin'
Cracklin' caldron in some yard
My beard a roughening pile,
And a dirty hat pulled low my face
Through cupped hands the tin can
I pretend to you to my breast and find

That waiting from the backroads
By the of my memories
Ever ever gentle on my mind