Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

And knowing I'm not shackled
By words and bonds
And the ink stains that are dried up on some

That you in the backroads
By the rivers of my
And keeps you gentle on my mind

It's not to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now bind me
Or something that said
Because thought we fit, together walking

just knowing that the world
Will not be cursing or
When I walk along some railroad track and

That you're on the backroads
By the rivers of my
And for hours you're just on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clothes
And the junkyards and the highways between us
And some other woman's crying to her
she turned and you were gone

I still run in silence
Tears of joy might stain my
And the summer sun might me 'til I'm blind

But not to I cannot see
You walking on the
By the rivers flowing on my mind

You dip your cup of soup, from a gurgling
Crackling caldron, in some train
Your beard a coal pile
And a hat pulled low across your face

cupped hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to you to my breast and find

That you're waiting the backroads
By the of my memories
smiling, ever gentle on my mind