[00:31.18]It's knowin' that your door is always open
[00:31.69]And your path is free to walk
[00:38.14]That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
[00:40.65]Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
[00:47.61]And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
[00:49.67]By forgotten words and bonds
[00:52.08]And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
[00:59.90]That keeps you in the back roads
[01:01.66]By the rivers of my memory
[01:04.30]That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
[01:15.99]It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy
[01:18.61]And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
[01:25.82]Or something that somebody said
[01:28.36]because They thought we fit together walkin'
[01:35.06]It's just knowing that the world
[01:37.20]Will not be cursing or forgiving
[01:39.92]When I walk along some railroad track and find
[01:46.92]That you're movin' on the back roads
[01:49.29]By the rivers of my memory
[01:51.57]Planted on their columns now that bind me
[02:36.86]Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
[02:40.74]And the junkyards and the highways come between us
[02:46.10]And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
[02:50.08]'cause she turned and I was gone
[02:56.10]I still might run in silence
[02:58.67]Tears of joy might stain my face
[03:07.97]But not to where I cannot see You
[03:10.56]walkin' on the back roads
[03:12.47]By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
[03:24.81]by dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
[03:28.59]And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
[03:29.19]In some train yard
[03:33.93]My beard a rustlin' coal pile
[03:36.67]And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
[03:43.16]Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
[03:46.12]I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
[03:52.71]That you're waitin' from the back roads
[03:55.18]By the rivers of my memory
[03:57.44]Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind