Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

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

It's not clinging to the and I'd be planted
On columns now that binds me
Or something that said
Because they thought we fit together

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

Though the wheat fields and the lines
And the junk yards and the highways between us
And some other woman crying to her
she turned and I was gone

I still run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun might burn me 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 back a gurgling crackling caltron
In train yard
My beard a roughen coal pile and a hat
pulled low across my face

Through cupped around a tin
Can I pretend to hold you to my and find
That you're waving from the back by the rivers of my memory
Ever ever gentle on my mind