Gentle On My Mind

<br>It`s knowing you don`t try to bind my freedom with some promise made of gold<br>That for you my door stays open and our love becomes a simple to A street<br>And it`s knowing we`re not shacked by forgotten words and bons<br>And the ink stains that have dried upon some line<br>That keeps you on 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 some column now that binds us<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`m driftin` through the market place and find<br>That you`re moving on the back roads by the rivers of my mem`ry<br>And for hours you`re just gentle on my mind<br>[ steel ]<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 you were gone<br>I still might walk for hours 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 moving on the back roads<br>By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind<br>[ ac.guitar ]<br>The shadows freek in the autumn winds that make me draw inside myself in silence<br>Cross legged night I sit and watch the endless chase of leaves across my yard<br>And layin` down my hair brush I lean back within my window seat and find<br>That you`re moving on the back roads by the rivers of my mem`ry<br>Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind