Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

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

not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now bind me
Or something somebody said
they thought we fit, together walking

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

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

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the and the highways come between us
And other woman's crying to her mother
'Cause she and you were gone

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

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

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

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

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