Eddy Arnold – Gentle On My Mind

GENTLE ON MY MIND

(John Hartford)

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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 shacked by forgotten words and bons

And the ink stains that have dried upon some line

That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem’ry

That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

It’s not clinging to the rocks and I’d be planted on their columns now that bind me

Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking

It’s just knowin’ that the world will not be cursin’ or forgiving

When I walk along some railroad track and find

You’re movin’ on the back roads by the rivers of my mem’ry

And for hours you’re just gentle on my mind

Though the wheet fields and the clothes lines

And the junk yards and the highways come between us

And some other woman crying to her mother cause she turned and I was gone

I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face

And a 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