Luyện nghe bài hát Gentle On My Mind

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

And it's knowing I'm not
By forgotten and bonds
And the ink stains are dried up on some line

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

not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now bind me
Or that somebody said
they thought we fit, together walking

It's just knowing the world
Will not be cursing or
When I along some railroad track and find

you're moving on the backroads
By the rivers of my
And for hours you're gentle on my mind

Though the wheat and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the come between us
And some other woman's crying to her
'Cause she and you were gone

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

But not to I cannot see
You on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my

You dip your cup of soup, back from a
caldron, in some train yard
Your beard a roughening coal
And a hat pulled low across your face

Through cupped hands the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my and find

That you're waiting the backroads
By the rivers of my
Ever smiling, ever on my mind