paroles de chanson Gentle On My Mind - Engelbert Humperdinck
It's
knowing
that
your
door
is
always
open
And
your
path
is
free
to
walk
That
makes
me
tend
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
are
dried
upon
some
line
That
keeps
you
in
the
back
roads
The
rivers
of
my
memory
That
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
fit
together
walking
It's
just
knowing
that
the
world
will
not
be
cursing
Or
forgiving
when
I
walked
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
I
dip
my
cup
of
soup
back
from
a
gurglin'
Cracklin'
cauldron
in
some
train
yard
My
beard
a
roughening
coal
pile
And
a
dirty
hat
pulled
low
across
my
face
Through
cupped
hands
'round
the
tin
can
I
pretend
to
hold
you
to
my
breast
and
find
That
you're
waiting
on
the
back
roads
By
the
rivers
of
my
memories
Ever
smilin'
ever
gentle
on
my
mind
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
memory
That
keeps
you
ever
gentle
on
my
mind
Through
cupped
hands
'round
the
tin
can
I
pretend
to
hold
you
to
my
breast
and
find
That
you're
waiting
on
the
back
roads
By
the
rivers
of
my
memories
Ever
smilin'
ever
gentle
on
my
mind
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