Key: Eb Intro: D Verse 1: D It's knowing that your door is always open Em And your path is free to walk Em That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag A D Rolled up and stashed behind your couch D
And it's knowing I'm not shackled D By forgotten words and bonds Em And the ink stains that are dried upon some line Em That keeps you in the backroads A By the rivers of my memory Em A D That keeps you ever gentle on my mind Verse 2: D It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy Em Planted on their columns now that bind me Em Or something that somebody said A D Because they thought we fit together walking D It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing Em Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find Em That you're moving on the backroads A By the rivers of my memory Em A D And for hours you're just gentle on my mind Verse 3: D Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines Em And the junkyards and the highways come between us Em And some other woman's cryin' to her mother A D 'Cause she turned, and I was gone D I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face Em And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind Em But not to where I cannot see A You walkin' on the backroads Em A D By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind Verse 4: D I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin' Em Cracklin' caldron in some train yard Em My beard a roughening coal pile, A D G D And a dirty hat pulled low across my face D Through cupped hands 'round the tin can Em I pretend to hold you to my breast and find Em That you're waiting from the backroads A By the rivers of my memories Em A D Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind Outro: D Em A D Em A Em A D
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