Gentle On My Mind-howard carpendale

[ti:Gentle On My Mind] [ar:howard carpendale] [al:Anthologie Vol 7 Mein Weg Zu Dir Eine Stunde Fur Dich] [by:] [offset:0] [00:01.92]Gentle On My Mind - howard carpendale [00:03.38]Written by：John Hartford [00:04.31] [00:09.99]It's knowin' that your door is always open [00:13.02]And you path is free to walk [00:14.99] [00:19.52]That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up [00:22.93]And stashed behind your couch [00:24.77] [00:28.82]It's knowin' I'm not shackled [00:30.81]By forgotten words and bonds [00:33.05] [00:33.75]And the heat stains that have dried up on some lane [00:36.72] [00:38.79]That keeps you in the back roads [00:40.38] [00:40.92]By the rivers of my memory [00:42.83] [00:43.37]It keeps you ever gentle on my mind [00:46.36] [00:50.51]It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy [00:52.78] [00:53.34]Planted on their columns mellowed by me [00:56.29] [01:00.41]Or something that somebody said [01:02.36] [01:02.94]Because they thought we'd fit together walking [01:05.81] [01:09.82]It's just knowing that the world will not be cursin' [01:13.33]Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find [01:17.78] [01:21.79]That you're moving on the back roads [01:24.25]By the rivers of my memory and for hours [01:27.65]You're just gentle on my mind [01:29.67] [01:33.89]Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines [01:36.20]And the junk yards and the highways come between us [01:39.50] [01:43.59]And some other woman's cryin' to her mother [01:46.83]Cause she turned and I was gone [01:49.00] [01:53.35]I still might run in silence [01:55.41]Til' the join might stain my face [01:57.26] [01:58.04]And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind [02:01.18] [02:05.38]But not to where I cannot see you [02:08.03]Walking on the back roads [02:09.55] [02:10.08]By the rivers flowing gently on my mind [02:13.00] [02:17.37]I dip my cup of soup from a gurgling [02:20.67]Cracking cauldron in some train yard [02:22.99] [02:27.03]I'm barely runnin' cold how [02:28.83] [02:29.48]Have a dirty hat pulled low across my face [02:32.42] [02:36.61]Who cupped hands around the tin cans [02:38.93]I pretend to hold you to my breast and find [02:42.12] [02:46.18]That you're wavin' from the back roads [02:48.24] [02:48.77]By the rivers of my memory [02:50.60] [02:51.22]Ever smiling never gentle on my mind [02:54.05] [02:56.96]Oh pretty gentle man