Gentle on My Mind
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โฑ๏ธ 3:58 duration
๐ ID: 20516875
๐ Lyrics
It's knowin' that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
And keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clingin' to the rocks
And ivy planted on their columns now that bind me
Or somethin' that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together walkin'
It's just knowin' that the world will not be cursin' or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the coastlines
And the junkyards and the highways flow between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and you were gone
I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you
Walkin' on the back roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
You dip your cup of soup back
From a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron in some train yard
Your beard a rustlin' coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across your face
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to myself and find
That you're waitin' from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
And keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clingin' to the rocks
And ivy planted on their columns now that bind me
Or somethin' that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together walkin'
It's just knowin' that the world will not be cursin' or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're movin' on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the coastlines
And the junkyards and the highways flow between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and you were gone
I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you
Walkin' on the back roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
You dip your cup of soup back
From a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron in some train yard
Your beard a rustlin' coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across your face
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to myself and find
That you're waitin' from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:03.89] It's knowin' that your door is always open
[00:07.26] And your path is free to walk
[00:12.44] That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
[00:15.23] Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
[00:20.44] And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
[00:25.07] And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
[00:31.16] That keeps you on the back roads
[00:33.59] By the rivers of my memory
[00:35.59] And keeps you ever gentle on my mind
[00:41.94] It's not clingin' to the rocks
[00:43.77] And ivy planted on their columns now that bind me
[00:50.20] Or somethin' that somebody said
[00:52.57] Because they thought we fit together walkin'
[00:58.78] It's just knowin' that the world will not be cursin' or forgiving
[01:03.02] When I walk along some railroad track and find
[01:09.27] That you're movin' on the back roads
[01:11.81] By the rivers of my memory
[01:13.65] And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
[01:53.44] Though the wheat fields and the coastlines
[01:55.76] And the junkyards and the highways flow between us
[02:01.88] And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
[02:04.98] 'Cause she turned and you were gone
[02:10.34] I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
[02:14.47] And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
[02:20.67] But not to where I cannot see you
[02:23.49] Walkin' on the back roads
[02:25.23] By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
[03:05.33] You dip your cup of soup back
[03:07.49] From a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron in some train yard
[03:13.87] Your beard a rustlin' coal pile
[03:16.12] And a dirty hat pulled low across your face
[03:21.88] Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
[03:24.12] I pretend to hold you to myself and find
[03:30.06] That you're waitin' from the back roads
[03:32.61] By the rivers of my memory
[03:34.48] Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
[03:38.53]
[00:07.26] And your path is free to walk
[00:12.44] That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
[00:15.23] Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
[00:20.44] And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
[00:25.07] And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
[00:31.16] That keeps you on the back roads
[00:33.59] By the rivers of my memory
[00:35.59] And keeps you ever gentle on my mind
[00:41.94] It's not clingin' to the rocks
[00:43.77] And ivy planted on their columns now that bind me
[00:50.20] Or somethin' that somebody said
[00:52.57] Because they thought we fit together walkin'
[00:58.78] It's just knowin' that the world will not be cursin' or forgiving
[01:03.02] When I walk along some railroad track and find
[01:09.27] That you're movin' on the back roads
[01:11.81] By the rivers of my memory
[01:13.65] And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
[01:53.44] Though the wheat fields and the coastlines
[01:55.76] And the junkyards and the highways flow between us
[02:01.88] And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
[02:04.98] 'Cause she turned and you were gone
[02:10.34] I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
[02:14.47] And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
[02:20.67] But not to where I cannot see you
[02:23.49] Walkin' on the back roads
[02:25.23] By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
[03:05.33] You dip your cup of soup back
[03:07.49] From a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron in some train yard
[03:13.87] Your beard a rustlin' coal pile
[03:16.12] And a dirty hat pulled low across your face
[03:21.88] Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
[03:24.12] I pretend to hold you to myself and find
[03:30.06] That you're waitin' from the back roads
[03:32.61] By the rivers of my memory
[03:34.48] Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
[03:38.53]