Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is always
And path is free to walk
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your

And knowing I'm not shackled
By words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried up on line

That keeps you in the
By the rivers of my
And keeps you ever on my mind

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

just knowing that the world
Will not be cursing or
When I along some railroad track and find

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

Though the wheat and the clothes lines
And the and the highways come between us
And some other crying to her mother
'Cause she turned and you gone

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

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

You dip your cup of soup, back a gurgling
caldron, in some train yard
Your beard a coal pile
And a dirty hat low across your face

cupped hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and

That you're from the backroads
By the rivers of my
Ever smiling, ever on my mind