Текст песни Elvis Presley - Gentle On My Mind
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It`s knowin` that your door is always openAnd you path is free to walkThat makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled upAnd stashed behind your couchIt`s knowin` I`m not shackledBy forgotten words and bondsAnd the heat stains that have dried up on some lovin`That keeps you in the back roadsBy the rivers of my memoryIt keeps you ever gentle on my mind It`s not clinging to the rocks and ivyPlanted on their columns mellowed by meOr something that somebody saidBecause they thought we`d fit together walking It`s just knowing that the world will not be cursin`Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and findThat you`re moving on the back roads By the rivers of my memory and for hoursYou`re just gentle on my mindThough the wheat fields and the clothes linesAnd the junk yards and the highways come between us And some other woman`s cryin` to her mother`Cause she turned and I was goneI still might run in silenceTill` the join might stain my faceAnd the summer sun might burn me `till I`m blind But not to where I cannot see youWalking in the back roadsBy the rivers flowing gently on my mindI dip my cup of soup from a gurgling,cracking cauldron in some train yardI`m barely runnin` cold howHave a dirty hat pulled low across my faceWho cupped hands around the tin cansI pretend to hold you to my breast and findThat you`re wavin` from the back roadsBy the rivers of my memoryEver smiling never changes on my mind