Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

Though the wheat fields and the lines
And the junkyards and the highways come us
And some other cryin' to her mother
she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my
And the summer sun might burn me I'm blind
Oh but not to where I see you walkin' on the back roads
By the rivers flowing on my mind

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