Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

That you're from the backroads
By the of my memories
smilin' ever gentle on my mind