Gentle On My Mind - 2001 - Remastered
๐ต 1483 characters
โฑ๏ธ 2:58 duration
๐ ID: 9028386
๐ Lyrics
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 are dried upon 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 bind 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 and find
That you're moving 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 clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' 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 back roads, by the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
I dip my cup of soup back
From a gurglin' cracklin' Calderon in some train yard
My beard, a roughening' coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face, through cupped hands
'Round the tin can, I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waiting from the back roads by the rivers of my memories
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
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 are dried upon 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 bind 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 and find
That you're moving 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 clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' 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 back roads, by the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
I dip my cup of soup back
From a gurglin' cracklin' Calderon in some train yard
My beard, a roughening' coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face, through cupped hands
'Round the tin can, I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waiting from the back roads by the rivers of my memories
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:08.82] It's knowing that your door is always open
[00:11.84] And your path is free to walk
[00:17.78] That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
[00:20.64] Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
[00:26.48] And it's knowing I'm not shackled
[00:28.64] By forgotten words and bonds
[00:30.94] And the ink stains that are dried upon some line
[00:37.69] That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my memory
[00:42.19] That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
[00:48.65] It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
[00:51.34] Planted on their columns now that bind me
[00:57.71] Or something that somebody said
[00:59.83] Because they thought we fit together walking
[01:06.46] It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
[01:10.95] When I walk along some railroad track and find
[01:17.25] That you're moving on the back roads by the rivers of my memory
[01:21.80] And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
[01:28.66] Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
[01:30.80] And the junkyards and the highways come between us
[01:37.29] And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
[01:40.46] 'Cause she turned and I was gone
[01:46.18] I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
[01:50.67] And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
[01:57.32] But not to where I cannot see you
[01:59.92] Walkin' on the back roads, by the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
[02:08.17] I dip my cup of soup back
[02:10.16] From a gurglin' cracklin' Calderon in some train yard
[02:17.14] My beard, a roughening' coal pile
[02:19.16] And a dirty hat pulled low across my face, through cupped hands
[02:26.71] 'Round the tin can, I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
[02:34.06] That you're waiting from the back roads by the rivers of my memories
[02:38.58] Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
[02:43.76]
[00:11.84] And your path is free to walk
[00:17.78] That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
[00:20.64] Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
[00:26.48] And it's knowing I'm not shackled
[00:28.64] By forgotten words and bonds
[00:30.94] And the ink stains that are dried upon some line
[00:37.69] That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my memory
[00:42.19] That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
[00:48.65] It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
[00:51.34] Planted on their columns now that bind me
[00:57.71] Or something that somebody said
[00:59.83] Because they thought we fit together walking
[01:06.46] It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
[01:10.95] When I walk along some railroad track and find
[01:17.25] That you're moving on the back roads by the rivers of my memory
[01:21.80] And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
[01:28.66] Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
[01:30.80] And the junkyards and the highways come between us
[01:37.29] And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
[01:40.46] 'Cause she turned and I was gone
[01:46.18] I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
[01:50.67] And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind
[01:57.32] But not to where I cannot see you
[01:59.92] Walkin' on the back roads, by the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
[02:08.17] I dip my cup of soup back
[02:10.16] From a gurglin' cracklin' Calderon in some train yard
[02:17.14] My beard, a roughening' coal pile
[02:19.16] And a dirty hat pulled low across my face, through cupped hands
[02:26.71] 'Round the tin can, I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
[02:34.06] That you're waiting from the back roads by the rivers of my memories
[02:38.58] Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind
[02:43.76]