[00:00.00]Gentle On My Mind -Glen Campbell （伦·坎贝尔）
[00:04.230]Written by ：John Harfor /Hartford
[00:08.468]It's knowin'that your door is always open
[00:11.733]And your path is free to walk
[00:17.521]That makes me tend to leave my sleepin'bag
[00:20.177]Rolled up and stashed behind your couch
[00:26.135]And it's knowin'I'm not shackled
[00:28.262]By forgotten words and bonds
[00:30.688]And the ink stains that have dried upon some line
[00:37.370]That keeps you in the back roads
[00:39.537]By the rivers of my memory
[00:41.995]That keeps you ever gentle on my mind
[00:48.455]It's not clingin'to the rocks and ivy
[00:51.35]Planted on their columns now that bind me
[00:57.210]Or something that somebody said because
[01:00.130]They thought we fit together walkin'
[01:05.927]It's just knowing that the world
[01:07.880]Will not be cursing or forgiving
[01:10.682]When I walk along some railroad track and find
[01:17.12]That you're movin'on the back roads
[01:19.502]By the rivers of my memory
[01:21.458]And for hours you're just gentle on my mind
[01:28.151]Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines
[01:30.534]And the junkyards and the highways come between us
[01:36.721]And some other woman's cryin'to her mother
[01:40.27]'Cause she turned and I was gone
[01:45.709]I still might run in silence
[01:47.947]Tears of joy might stain my face
[01:50.329]And the summer sun might burn me
[01:52.218]'Till I'm blind
[01:56.742]But not to where I cannot see
[01:59.135]You walkin'on the back roads
[02:01.372]By the rivers flowin'gentle on my mind
[02:08.62]I dip my cup of soup back
[02:09.857]From a gurglin'cracklin'cauldron
[02:11.940]In some train yard
[02:16.540]My beard a rustlin'coal pile
[02:18.865]And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
[02:25.321]Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
[02:27.427]I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
[02:33.592]That you're waitin'from the back roads
[02:36.177]By the rivers of my memory
[02:38.313]Ever smilin'ever gentle on my mind