[00:00.00] 作词 : John Hartford
[00:01.00] 作曲 : John Hartford
[00:06.93]It's knowin'that your door is always open
[00:09.707]And you path is free to walk
[00:16.405]That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up
[00:20.962]And stashed behind your couch
[00:24.71]
[00:27.92]It's knowin'I'm not shackled
[00:29.152]By forgotten words and bonds
[00:31.663]And the heat stains that have dried up on some lovin'
[00:40.432]That keeps you in the back roads
[00:42.985]By the rivers of my memory
[00:46.03]It keeps you ever gentle on my mind
[00:53.273]
[00:53.773]It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
[00:56.336]Planted on their columns mellowed by me
[01:03.961]Or something that somebody said
[01:06.489]Because they thought we'd fit together walking
[01:14.204]It's just knowing that the world will not be cursin'
[01:18.211]Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find
[01:26.976]That you're moving on the back roads
[01:29.531]By the rivers of my memory and for hours
[01:32.538]You're just gentle on my mind
[01:34.639]
[01:39.762]Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
[01:41.817]And the junk yards and the highways come between us
[01:50.35]And some other woman's cryin'to her mother
[01:53.197]'Cause she turned and I was gone
[02:00.267]I still might run in silence
[02:01.825]Till'the join might stain my face
[02:04.977]And the summer sun might burn me 'till I'm blind
[02:12.606]But not to where I cannot see you
[02:15.666]Walking in the back roads
[02:18.178]By the rivers flowing gently on my mind
[02:21.237]
[02:25.892]I dip my cup of soup from a gurgling,
[02:28.958]cracking cauldron in some train yard
[02:35.674]I'm barely runnin'cold how
[02:37.731]Have a dirty hat pulled low across my face
[02:45.497]Who cupped hands around the tin cans
[02:48.559]I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
[02:55.676]That you're wavin'from the back roads
[02:58.192]By the rivers of my memory
[03:00.198]Ever smiling never changes on my mind

作词 : John Hartford
作曲 : John Hartford
It's knowin'that your door is always open
And you path is free to walk
That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up
And stashed behind your couch
It's knowin'I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the heat stains that have dried up on some lovin'
That keeps you in the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
It 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 cursin'
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
Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junk yards 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
Till'the join might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me 'till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you
Walking in the back roads
By the rivers flowing gently on my mind
I dip my cup of soup from a gurgling,
cracking cauldron in some train yard
I'm barely runnin'cold how
Have a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Who cupped hands around the tin cans
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're wavin'from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smiling never changes on my mind