Gentle On My Mind(2004 Digital Remaster) - howard carpendale

Gentle On My Mind (2004 Digital Remaster) - howard carpendale
Written by：John Hartford
It's knowin' that your door is always open
And you path is free to walk
That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up
And stashed behind your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the heat stains that have dried up on some lane
That keeps you in the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
It keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns mellowed by use me
Or something that somebody said
Because they thought we'd fit together walking
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursin'
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're moving on the back roads
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 junk yards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence
Til' the join 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 gently on my mind
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurgling
Cracking cauldron in some train yard
I'm a barely runnin' cold how
Have a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Who cupped hands around the tin
Can I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
Oh that you're wavin' from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smiling never gentle on my mind
Oh pretty gentle man