Henson Cargill Gentle On My Mind Lyrics

Gentle On My Mind Lyrics

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
binds 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 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's 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







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