Gentle on My Mind Songtext
von Roger Whittaker

It′s knowing that your door is always open
And your path is free to walk
That makes me tend to keep 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 heat stains that have dried up on some loving
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 mellowed by me
Or something that somebody said
Because they thought we'd fit together walking


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 moving on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory and for hours
You're just gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup from a gurgling
Cracking cauldron in some train yard
I′m barely running cold how
Have a dirty hat pulled low across my face

Through cupped hands around the tin cans
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waving from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smiling, never gentle on my mind

Ever smiling, never gentle on my mind
Ever smiling, never gentle on my mind
Ever smiling, never gentle on my mind
Ever smiling, never gentle on my mind
Ever smiling, never gentle on my mind