文本歌词

Gentle on My Mind - Dean Martin (迪安·马丁)
Written by：Hartford
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 shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the ink stains that have dried up on some line
That keeps you in the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
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 to find
Moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
Well I dip my cup of soup back from
The gurgling crackling caldron in some train yard
My beard a roughening coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
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 river of my memory
Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind
We have we have we have
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