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It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk<br />That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch<br />And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons<br />And the ink stains that have dried upon some line<br />That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry<br />That keeps you ever gentle on my mind<br />It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted on their columns now that binds me<br />Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking<br />It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving<br />When I walk along some railroad track and find<br />That you're moving on the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry<br />For hours you're just gentle on my mind<br />Though the wheet fields and the clothes lines<br />And the junk yards and the highways come between us<br />And some other woman crying to her mother cause she turned and I was gone<br />I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face<br />And a summer sun might burn me till I'm blind<br />But not to where I cannot see you walking on the back roads<br />By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind<br />I dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some train yard<br />My beard a roughen coal pile and a dirty hat that pulled low across my face<br />Through cupped hands around a tin can I pretend to hold you to my breast and find<br />That you're waving from the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry<br />Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind
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It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk<br />That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch<br />And it's knowing I'm not shacked by forgotten words and bons<br />And the ink stains that have dried upon some line<br />That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry<br />That keeps you ever gentle on my mind<br />It's not clinging to the rocks and I'd be planted on their columns now that binds me<br />Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking<br />It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving<br />When I walk along some railroad track and find<br />That you're moving on the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry<br />For hours you're just gentle on my mind<br />Though the wheet fields and the clothes lines<br />And the junk yards and the highways come between us<br />And some other woman crying to her mother cause she turned and I was gone<br />I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face<br />And a summer sun might burn me till I'm blind<br />But not to where I cannot see you walking on the back roads<br />By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind<br />I dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some train yard<br />My beard a roughen coal pile and a dirty hat that pulled low across my face<br />Through cupped hands around a tin can I pretend to hold you to my breast and find<br />That you're waving from the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry<br />Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind
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