Chords for Gentle On My Mind - Molly Tuttle at Augusta Bluegrass Week 2016

[A] _ [C#m] Thanks to everyone in my class for being so great this week, and [F#] thanks to all of you
guys for making this such a special week [A] at camp.
We're gonna do one of [G#] my favorite songs by John Hartford, so sing along [C#] if you know all the words.
This one's called Gentle [A] on My Mind.
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It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is [Bm] free to walk.
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That makes me [F#] tend to leave my [Bm] sleeping bag rolled [E] up in a stash [A] behind your couch.
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_ It's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds and yeak stains that glide
upon [Bm] some line.
_ _ _ _ _ That keeps you in the back roads [D] by the rivers [E] of my memory, [Bm] keeps you [A] ever gentle on my mind. _ _ _
_ It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on their columns [Bm] now it binds me. _ _
_ _ Or [D] something that somebody said because they thought we [A] fit together walking. _ _ _
_ _ _ It's knowing that the world will not be cursing me when I walk along [D] some [A] railroad [Bm] track and divide. _ _ _ _ _
It's you waving on [F#] the back roads [Bm] by the rivers of my memory, ever smiling, [A] ever gentle on my mind. _
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_ _ [F#] It's [D] knowing that the world will not be cursing me when [A] I walk _ along some railroad track and _ _ _
It's you waving on the back roads by the rivers of my memory, ever smiling, ever gentle on
It's you waving on the back roads by the rivers of _ my memory, _ ever smiling, [Bm] ever gentle on my mind. _
_ _ _ But not to where [F#] I cannot see [D] you waving on the back roads by the [A] rivers flowing gentle
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_ _ I took my cup to the [D] bathroom, burbling, cracking, [A] calling into [Bm] the drain yard. _
_ _ _ My beard ruffling [F#] in a coal [D] pile and a dirty half-full bowl [A] across my face. _
_ _ _ Through cup tins, round a tin can, [F#m] I pretend [A] to hold you to my breast [D] and find.
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[Bm] _ _ It's you waving on [F#m] the back roads by the rivers of [Bm] my memory, ever smiling, [E] ever [A] gentle on my mind. _ _ _ _ _ _
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