Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that door is always open
And your path is free to
That makes me tend to my sleeping bag
Rolled up and behind your couch

And it's I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and
And the ink stains that are dried up on some

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

It's not clinging to the and ivy
Planted on their columns now that me
Or something that said
Because they we fit, together walking

It's just knowing the world
Will not be or forgiving
When I walk along railroad track and find

That you're 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 junkyards and the highways between us
And some other woman's crying to her
'Cause she and you were gone

I still might run in
Tears of joy stain my face
And the summer sun might me 'til I'm blind

But not to where I see
You walking on the
By the rivers flowing on my mind

You dip your cup of soup, back from a
Crackling caldron, in some train
Your a roughening coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across your

Through hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my and find

That you're waiting the backroads
By the of my memories
smiling, ever gentle on my mind