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It`s knowing you don`t try to bind my freedom with some promise made of gold
That for you my door stays open and our love becomes a simple to A street
And it`s knowing we`re not shacked by forgotten words and bons
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
That keeps you on the back roads by the rivers of my mem`ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
It`s not clinging to the rocks and I`d be planted on their columns now that bind us
Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking
It`s just knowin` that the world will not be cursin` or forgivin`
When I`m driftin` through the market place and find
That you`re moving on the back roads by the rivers of my mem`ry
And for hours you`re just gentle on my mind
[ ac.guitar ]
Though the wheet fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards and the highways come between us
And some other woman cryin` to her mother cause she turned and you were gone
I still might walk for hours tears of joy might stain my face
And a summer sun might burn me till I`m blind
But not to where I cannot see you movin` on the back roads
By the rivers flowin` gentle on my mind
The shadows freek in the autumn winds that make me draw inside myself in silence
Cross legged now I sit and watch the endless chase of leaves across my yard
And layin` down my hair brush I lean back within my window seat and find
That you`re movin` on the back roads by the rivers of my mem`ry
Evrer smiling ever gentle on my mind
[ ac.guitar ]
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