Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

keeps you in the backroads
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 bind me
Or something somebody said
Because they we fit, together walking

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

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

Though the wheat fields and the clothes
And the junkyards and the come between us
And some other woman's to her mother
'Cause she turned and you were

I still run in silence
of joy might 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 gentle on my

You dip cup of soup, back from a gurgling
Crackling caldron, in some yard
Your beard a roughening pile
And a hat pulled low across your face

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

That you're waiting from the
By the rivers of my
Ever smiling, gentle on my mind