Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten and boons
And the ink stains that have upon some line
That keeps you in the back roads by the of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my

It's not to the rocks and I'd be planted
On their now that binds me
Or something that somebody
Because they we fit together walking

It's just that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When I along some railroad track and find
you're moving on the back roads by the rivers of my memory
For hours you're gentle on my mind

the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junk and the highways come between us
And some other woman crying to her
'Cause she and I was gone

I still might run in tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you on the back roads
By the rivers flowing on my mind

I dipped my cup of soap from a gurgling crackling caltron
In some train
My beard a roughen coal pile and a hat
That pulled low my face

cupped hands around a tin
Can I pretend to hold you to my breast and
That you're waving the back roads by the rivers of my memory
smiling ever gentle on my mind