Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

That keeps you in the
By the rivers of my
That keeps you ever gentle on my

not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on columns now that 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 walk some railroad track and find

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

Though the fields and the clothes lines
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 might burn me 'til I'm

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

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

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