Gentle On My Mind (Glenn Campbell)


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It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk
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that makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up 
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and stashed behind your couch.
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And it's knowing I'm not shackled by for-gotten words and bonds
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And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
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That keeps you in the backroads, by the rivers of my mem'ry
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That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on the columns now that binds me
Or something that somebody said
Because they thought we fit together walkin'
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursin' or forgivin'
When I walk along some railroad track and find
That you are moving on the backroads, by the rivers of my mem'ry
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 run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
And summer sun might burn me till 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 rough'ning coalpile
And 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 wavin' from the backroads, by the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind