[00:31.180]It's knowin' that your door is always open
[00:31.690]And your path is free to walk
[00:38.140]That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
[00:40.650]Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
[00:47.610]And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
[00:49.670]By forgotten words and bonds
[00:52.080]And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
[00:59.900]That keeps you in the back roads
[01:01.660]By the rivers of my memory
[01:04.300]That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
[01:15.990]It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
[01:18.610]And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
[01:25.820]Or something that somebody said
[01:28.360]because They thought we fit together walkin'
[01:35.060]It's just knowing that the world
[01:37.200]Will not be cursing or forgiving
[01:39.920]When I walk along some railroad track and find
[01:46.920]That you're movin' on the back roads
[01:49.290]By the rivers of my memory
[01:51.570]Planted on their columns now that bind me
[02:36.860]Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
[02:40.740]And the junkyards and the highways come between us
[02:46.100]And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
[02:50.080]'cause she turned and I was gone
[02:56.100]I still might run in silence
[02:58.670]Tears of joy might stain my face
[03:07.970]But not to where I cannot see You
[03:10.860]walkin' on the back roads
[03:16.070]By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
[03:28.110]by dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
[03:31.890]And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
[03:33.690]In some train yard
[03:38.430]My beard a rustlin' coal pile
[03:41.170]And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
[03:47.660]Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
[03:50.620]I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
[03:57.210]That you're waitin' from the back roads
[03:59.680]By the rivers of my memory
[04:01.940]Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind