Gentle On My Mind
It's knowing that your door is always open
- It's knowing that your door is always open
- And your path is free to walk
- That makes me tend to
- Leave my sleeping bag rolled up
- And stashed behind your couch
- And it's knowing I'm not shackled
- By forgotten words and bonds
- And the ink stains that have dried up on some line
- That keeps you in the back roads
- By the rivers of my memory
- That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
- It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
- Planted on their columns now that binds me
- Or something that somebody said
- Because they thought we fit together walking
- It's just knowing that the world
- Will not be cursing or forgiving
- When I walk along some railroad track to find
- Moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory
- And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
- Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
- And the junkyards and the highways come between us
- And some other woman crying to her mother
- 'Cause she turned and I was gone
- I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
- And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
- But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads
- By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
- I dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin'
- Cracklin' caldron in some train yard
- My beard a-rufflin'cold cowl
- A dirty hat pulled low across my face
- Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
- I pretend I hold you to my breast and find
- That you're waving from the backroads
- By the rivers of my mem'ry
- Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind
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