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It's knowing that your door is always open<br />And your path is free to walk<br />That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up<br />And stashed behind your couch<br />It's knowing I'm not shackled<br />By forgotten words and bonds<br />And the heat stains that have dried up on some loving<br />That keeps you in the back roads<br />By the rivers of my memory<br />It keeps you ever gentle on my mind<br /><br />It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy<br />Planted on their columns mellowed by me<br />Or something that somebody said<br />Because they thought we'd fit together walking<br />It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing<br />Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find<br />That you're moving on the back roads<br />By the rivers of my memory and for hours<br />You're just gentle on my mind<br /><br />Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines<br />And the junk yards and the highways come between us<br />And some other woman's crying to her mother<br />Cos she turned and I was gone<br />I still might run in silence<br />And tears of joy might stain my face<br />And the summer sun might burn me til I'm blind<br />But not to where I cannot see you<br />Walking in the back roads<br />By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind<br /><br />I dip my cup of soup from a gurgling<br />Cracking cauldron in some train yard<br />I'm bearded, running cold hard<br />And a dirty hat pulled low across my face<br />Through cupped hands around the tin cans<br />I pretend to hold you to my breast and find<br />That you're waving from the back roads<br />By the rivers of my memory<br />Ever smiling, ever gentle on my mind
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It's knowing that your door is always open<br />And your path is free to walk<br />That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up<br />And stashed behind your couch<br />It's knowing I'm not shackled<br />By forgotten words and bonds<br />And the heat stains that have dried up on some loving<br />That keeps you in the back roads<br />By the rivers of my memory<br />It keeps you ever gentle on my mind<br /><br />It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy<br />Planted on their columns mellowed by me<br />Or something that somebody said<br />Because they thought we'd fit together walking<br />It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing<br />Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find<br />That you're moving on the back roads<br />By the rivers of my memory and for hours<br />You're just gentle on my mind<br /><br />Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines<br />And the junk yards and the highways come between us<br />And some other woman's crying to her mother<br />Cos she turned and I was gone<br />I still might run in silence<br />And tears of joy might stain my face<br />And the summer sun might burn me til I'm blind<br />But not to where I cannot see you<br />Walking in the back roads<br />By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind<br /><br />I dip my cup of soup from a gurgling<br />Cracking cauldron in some train yard<br />I'm bearded, running cold hard<br />And a dirty hat pulled low across my face<br />Through cupped hands around the tin cans<br />I pretend to hold you to my breast and find<br />That you're waving from the back roads<br />By the rivers of my memory<br />Ever smiling, ever gentle on my mind
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