Karaoké Gentle on My Mind Elvis Presley

It's knowin' that your door is always open

And you path is free to walk mmh mmh

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 ink stains that have dried up on some line

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 now that bind 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 yeah

Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines and the junk yards and the highways

Come between us mmh

And some other woman's cryin' to her mother 'cos 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 'till I'm blind

But not to where

I cannot see you walking in the back roads

By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of soup back from a gurgling cracking cauldron in some train yard

My beard a roughlin' coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face

Through cupped hands around a tin can

I pretend to hold you to my breast and find mmh mmh

That you're wavin' from the back roads by the rivers of my memory

Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind