Gentle On My Mind

  • 專輯:Jambalaya -Bossa Americana-
  • 發行:2006-07-12
  • 演唱:小野麗莎
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It's knowin' that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
Or the ink stains that have dried upon 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 clingin' to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns now that bind me
Or something that somebody said because
They thought we fit together walkin'
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 movin' on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'cause she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence
Tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see
You walkin' on the back roads
By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
In some train yard
My beard a rustlin' coal pile
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waitin' from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind


      • 專輯:Jambalaya -Bossa Americana-
      • 發行:2006-07-12
      • 演唱:小野麗莎
      字型
      作詞: 作曲:

      It's knowin' that your door is always open
      And your path is free to walk
      That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
      Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
      And it's knowin' I'm not shackled
      By forgotten words and bonds
      Or the ink stains that have dried upon 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 clingin' to the rocks and ivy
      Planted on their columns now that bind me
      Or something that somebody said because
      They thought we fit together walkin'
      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 movin' on the back roads
      By the rivers of my memory
      And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
      Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
      And the junkyards and the highways come between us
      And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
      'cause she turned and I was gone
      I still might run in silence
      Tears of joy might stain my face
      And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
      But not to where I cannot see
      You walkin' on the back roads
      By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind
      I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' cracklin' cauldron
      In some train yard
      My beard a rustlin' coal pile
      And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
      Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
      I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
      That you're waitin' from the back roads
      By the rivers of my memory
      Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind

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