Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle on My Mind

It's that your door is always open
And your path is free to
That me tend to leave my sleeping bag
up and stashed behind your couch.

It's I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and
And the ink stains that have dried upon some
That keeps you on the back
By the rivers of my
And keeps you gentle on my mind.

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

It's just knowing the world
not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some track and find
That you're on the back roads
By the rivers of my
For hours you're just on my mind.

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the and the highways come between us,
And some other crying
To her cause she turned and I was gone,

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

I dip my cup of soup back
From a gurglin' bubblin' cauldron in some train
My beard a-roughenin' coal
And a dirty hat pulled low across my

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