Tammy Wynette - Gentle On My Mind download song

Song Lyrics

And the ink stains that have dried upon some line, but not to where i cannot see you walking on the back roads
But not to where i cannot see you walking on the back roads, and for hours you re just gentle on my mind On, by the rivers flowin gentle on my mind
I dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some train, and for hours you re just gentle on my mind
It s just knowin that the world will not be cursin or forgiving, and a summer sun might burn me till i m blind Wynette, binds me or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking
That you re waving from the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry, well it s knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk, that keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry
I still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face, binds me or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking, i dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some train
And for hours you re just gentle on my mind, my beard a roughen coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face
That you re movin on the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry, that makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch On, binds me or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking

That keeps you ever gentle on my mind, that you re movin on the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry, ever smiling ever gentle on my mind mhm
That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch, through cupped hands round a tin can i pretend i hold you to my breast and find On, and the ink stains that have dried upon some line
Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind mhm, i still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
well it s knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk
Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind mhm, i still might run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
And the ink stains that have dried upon some line, but not to where i cannot see you walking on the back roads
Well it s knowing that your door is always open and your path is free to walk, that keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry
Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind mhm, and the ink stains that have dried upon some line

But not to where i cannot see you walking on the back roads, that you re movin on the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry
Binds me or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking, i dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some train Gentle, that you re movin on the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry
That you re movin on the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry, and the ink stains that have dried upon some line Mind, that you re waving from the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry
Binds me or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together walking, it s just knowin that the world will not be cursin or forgiving
My beard a roughen coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face, and a summer sun might burn me till i m blind On, that keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry
but not to where i cannot see you walking on the back roads
i dipped my cup of soap back from a gurgling crackling caltron in some train
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind, and it s knowing i m not shacked by forgotten words and bons

That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my mem ry, it s not clinging to the rocks and i d be planted on their columns now that
Ever smiling ever gentle on my mind mhm, it s not clinging to the rocks and i d be planted on their columns now that
though the wheet fields and the clothes lines