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Ladies and gentlemen, here once again to the entire second half is Capitol Recording Star, Glenn Campbell!
Thank you much.
Well, it's knowing that your door's always open and your path is free to walk.
Thank you.
I don't pretend 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 have dried up on some line.
That keeps you on the back roads by the rivers of my memory.
It keeps you ever gentle on my mind.
It's not clinging.
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 back roads by the rivers.
It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on their columns now that bind me.
And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds and the ink stains that have dried up on some line.
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind.
Though the wheat fields and the clotheslines and the junkyards and the highways come between us.
And some other woman's crying to her mother cause she turned and I was gone.
I still might run in silence.
Tears of joy might stain my face.
And a summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walking on the back roads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind
I dip my cup of soup back from a gurgling crackling cauldron in some train yard
I beard a rough-knit coal pile and a dirty hat pull 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 back roads by the rivers of my memory
Ever smiling, ever gentle on my mind
On my mind
I'm very sorry that the show was a little bit late in starting tonight
But I dropped my watch in some sheep dip and it killed all the ticks
Oh, you know, I told that up in New York
And they thought sheep dip was something you used to free-toe on, you know
This is one of my favorite Jimmy Webb songs