Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle on My Mind

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

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

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

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

Though the fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come us,
And some other woman's
To her cause she turned and I was gone,

I still might run in silence,
Tears of joy stain 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 rivers flowing on my mind.

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

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