Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

It's knowing that your door is open
And your path is free to
makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed behind couch
And it's I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and
And the ink stains that are dried upon some
That keeps you on the roads
By the rivers of my
That you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the and ivy
on their columns now that bind me
Or something that somebody
they thought we fit together walking
It's just knowing that the will not be cursing
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad and find
you're moving on the back roads
By the rivers of my
And for you're just gentle on my mind

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the come between us
And other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was
I still might run in silence tears of joy might my face
And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm
Oh but not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the back
By the rivers flowing gentle on my

I dip my cup of soup back from a
Cracklin' in some train yard
My a rustling, a cold towel, 
A dirty hat pulled low across my (across my face)
Through hands 'round the tin can
I to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waiting from the back
By the of my memories
smilin' ever gentle on my mind
Gentle on my
You are on my mind