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 have dried upon some line
That keeps you in the backroads
By the rivers of my memory
Keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks
And ivy planted on their columns
Now that binds 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 backroads 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 cried to her mother
'cause she turned and I was gone
I still run in silence
Tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walking
On the back roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
I dip my cup of soup
Back from the gurglin' crackin' cauldron
In some train yard
My beard a rough new coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped
Hands round the tin can I pretend
I hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind
That you're waving from the backroads
By the rivers of my memories
Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind
Gentle on my mind
Gentle on my mind
Gentle on my mind
Party Tyme
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