Well it's knowing that your door is always open
and your path is free to walk That makes me tend
to keep 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 binds 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 That you're movin' on
the back roads by the rivers of my mem'ry And for
hours you're just gentle on my mind

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the junk yards and the highways come between us
And some other woman cryin' to her mama 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 flowin' gentle on my mind

I dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling
crackling caltron in some train yard My beard a
roughen coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low
across my face Through cupped hands round a tin
can I pretend I hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the back roads by the
rivers of my mem'ry Ever smiling ever gentle on my
mind mhm