“Gentle On My Mind”

Glen Campbell

ALBUM: Gentle On My Mind


CHART POSITION: Number 39 on U.S. Billboard Hot 100

Songwriter(s): John Hartford 


It’s knowing that your door is always open

And your path is free to walk

That makes me tend to leave 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 ink stains that are dried upon some line


That keeps you in the backroads

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 now that bind me

Or something that somebody said

Because they thought we 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 backroads

By the rivers of my memory

And for hours you’re just gentle on my mind


Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines

And the junkyards and the highways come between us

And some other woman’s cryin’ to her mother

‘Cause she turned and I was gone


I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face

And the summer sun might burn me ’til I’m blind


But not to where I cannot see

You walkin’ on the backroads

By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind


I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin’

Cracklin’ caldron in some train yard

My beard a roughening coal pile,

And a dirty hat pulled low across my face


Through cupped hands ’round the tin can

I pretend to hold you to my breast and find


That you’re waving from the backroads

By the rivers of my memories

Ever smilin’ ever gentle on my mind