[ti:] [ar:] [al:] [00:31.18]It's knowin' that your door is always open [00:31.69]And your path is free to walk [00:38.14]That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag [00:40.65]Rolled up and stashed behind your couch [00:47.61]And it's knowin' I'm not shackled [00:49.67]By forgotten words and bonds [00:52.08]And the ink stains that have dried upon some line [00:59.90]That keeps you in the back roads [01:01.66]By the rivers of my memory [01:04.30]That keeps you ever gentle on my mind [01:15.99]It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy [01:18.61]And for hours you're just gentle on my mind [01:25.82]Or something that somebody said [01:28.36]because They thought we fit together walkin' [01:35.06]It's just knowing that the world [01:37.20]Will not be cursing or forgiving [01:39.92]When I walk along some railroad track and find [01:46.92]That you're movin' on the back roads [01:49.29]By the rivers of my memory [01:51.57]Planted on their columns now that bind me [02:36.86]Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines [02:40.74]And the junkyards and the highways come between us [02:46.10]And some other woman's cryin' to her mother [02:50.08]'cause she turned and I was gone [02:56.10]I still might run in silence [02:58.67]Tears of joy might stain my face [03:07.97]But not to where I cannot see You [03:10.56]walkin' on the back roads [03:12.47]By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind [03:24.81]by dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron [03:28.59]And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind [03:29.19]In some train yard [03:33.93]My beard a rustlin' coal pile [03:36.67]And a dirty hat pulled low across my face [03:43.16]Through cupped hands 'round a tin can [03:46.12]I pretend to hold you to my breast and find [03:52.71]That you're waitin' from the back roads [03:55.18]By the rivers of my memory [03:57.44]Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind