Gentle On My Mind Song Lyrics by Glen Campbell
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 couchAnd it’s knowing I’m not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that are dried upon some line That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my memory That keeps you ever gentle on my mindIt’s not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that bind 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 back roads by the rivers of my memory And for hours you’re just gentle on my mindThough the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards 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, tears of joy might stain my face And the summer sun might burn me ’til I’m blind But not to where I cannot see you Walkin’ on the back roads, by the rivers flowing gentle on my mindI dip my cup of soup back
From a gurglin’ cracklin’ Calderon in some train yard My beard, a roughening’ coal pile And a dirty hat pulled low across my face, through cupped hands ‘Round the tin can, I pretend to hold you to my breast and find That you’re waiting from the back roads by the rivers of my memories Ever smilin’, ever gentle on my mind