Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle on My Mind

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

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

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

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

Though the wheat fields and the 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 stain my face,
And the summer sun burn me till I'm blind,
But not to where I cannot see you on the back roads
By the flowing gentle on my mind.

Well I dip my cup of back
From a gurglin' cauldron in some train yard
My beard a-roughenin' pile
And a dirty hat pulled low my face

cupped hands round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and
That you're on the back roads
By the rivers of my
smilin', ever gentle on my mind.