It's Knowin'And the ink stains that have dried up on some lineThat keeps you on the back roads by the rivers of my memoryKeeps you ever gentle on my mindIt's not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on their columns now that binds meOr something that somebody saidBecause they thought we'd fit together walkingIt's just knowin' that the world will not be cursin' or forgivin'When I walk along some railroad track and findThat you're movin' on the back roads by the rivers of my memoryAnd for hours you're just gentle on my mindGirl, we'd feelAnd the clotheslines and the junkyards and the highways come between usAnd some other woman's cryin' to her motherShe turned, I was goneI'd still might run in silenceTears of joy might stain my faceAnd the summer sun might burn me till I'm blindBut not to where I cannot runAnd walkin' on the back roads by the rivers flowin' gentle on my mindThe shutters creakin' autumn winds that make me draw inside myself in silenceCross-legged now I sit and watch the endless trace of leaves across my yardAnd layin' down my hairbrush, I look back within my window seat and findThat you're movin' on the back roads by the rivers of my memoryEvery smile and every gentle on my mindTrue cupped hands around a tin can, I pretend I hold you to my breast and findAnd layin' down my hairbrush, I look back within my window seat and findThat you're wavin' from the back roads by the rivers of my memoryEvery smile and every gentle on my mind