Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle on My Mind

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

It's knowing I'm not
By forgotten words and
And the ink stains that dried upon some lines
That keeps you on the roads
By the of my memory
And you ever gentle on my mind.

not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now binds me
Or that somebody said
Because they we fit together walkin'.

just knowing that the world
Will not be or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad and find
That you're waiting on the roads
By the of my memory
For hours you're just on my mind.

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the come between us,
And some woman's crying
To her mother cause she and I was gone,

Well I might run in silence,
Tears of joy might my face,
And the sun might burn me till I'm blind,
But not to I cannot see you walkin' on the back roads
By the flowing gentle on my mind.

Well I dip my cup of soup
From a gurglin' bubblin' cauldron in train yard
My beard coal pile
And a hat pulled low across my face

Through hands round a tin can
I pretend to you to my breast and find
That you're waitin' on the roads
By the of my memory
Ever smilin', gentle on my mind.