Gentle On My Mind

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It's knowing that your door is 
always
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open and your path is free to 
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walk
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that makes me tend to leave my 
sleeping
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bag rolled up and stashed behind 
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your couch
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And it's knowing I'm not shackled 
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by forgotten words and
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bonds and the ink stains that have
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 dried upon some line
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That keeps you in the backroads by 
the
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rivers of my mem'ry, that keeps you 
ever
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gentle on my mind

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It's not clinging to the rocks and 
ivy
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Planted on their columns now that
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 bind me
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Or something that somebody said
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Because they think we fit together
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 walkin'.
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It's just knowing that the world 
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will not be cursing or
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Forgiving, when I walk along some 
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railroad track and find
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That you're moving on the backroads 
by the
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Rivers of my mem'ry, and for hours 
you're just
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Gentle on my mind

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Though the wheat fields and the 
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clothes lines and the
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Junkyards and the highways come 
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between us,
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And some other woman crying to her
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Mother, 'cause she turned and I 
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was gone.
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I still might run in silence, 
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tears of joy might stain my
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Face, and the summer sun might 
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burn me 'till I'm blind,
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But not to where I cannot see you
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Walkin' on the backroads, by the 
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rivers flowing
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Gentle on my mind

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I dip my cup of soup back from the
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Gurglin', cracklin' cauldron in 
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some train yard;
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My beard a roughning coal pile and a
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Dirty hat pulled low across my 
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face.
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Through cupped hands 'round a tin 
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can I
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Pretend I hold you to my breast 
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and find
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That you're waving from the 
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backroads by the
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Rivers of my memory, ever smilin' 
ever
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Gentle on my mind.