Gentle On My Mind (Remastered 2001) Chords

[Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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It's knowing that your door is always open and your path [Fm] is free to walk. _ _ _ _ _
That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and [Bb] stashed [Eb] behind your couch. _ _ _ _
And it's knowing I'm not shackled by [Cm] forgotten words and [Eb] bonds and the ink stains that are
dried upon [Fm] some lining. _
_ _ _ _ That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of [Bb] my memory.
It keeps you ever gentle on [Eb] my mind. _ _ _
It's not clinging to the rocks and [Cm] ivy planted on [Eb] their columns now [Fm] that bind me. _ _ _ _
Or something that [C] somebody said [Fm] because they [Bb] thought we fit [Eb] together walking. _ _ _ _ _
It's just knowing that the world will not [Cm] be cursing [Eb] or forgiving when I walk along
some railroad [Fm] track and find.
_ _ _ _ That you're moving on the back roads by the rivers [Bb] of my memory and for [Fm] hours [Bb] you're just
gentle [Eb] on my mind. _ _ _ _
Though the wheat fields and the [Cm] clotheslines and the junkyards [Eb] and the highways [Fm] come between
us _ and _ _ some other woman's crying to her mother [Bb] cause she turned [Eb] and I was gone. _ _ _ _ _
I still might run in silence, tears [Cm] of joy might stain my [Eb] face and a summer sun might
burn me [Fm] till I'm blind.
_ _ _ _ But not to where I [C] cannot see you [Ab] walking [Bb] on the back roads by the rivers flowing gentle
[Eb] on my mind. _ _ _ _
I dip my [Gm] cup of soup back [Cm] from a gurgling [Eb] crackling cauldron [Fm] in some train yard. _ _ _
My beard a ruffling [C] coal [Ab] pile and a dirty [Bb] hat pull low [Eb] across my face. _ _ _ _ _
Through cupped hands round the [Gm] tin can [Cm] I pretend to [Eb] hold you to my [Fm] breast and find. _ _ _ _
That you're waiting from [C] the back roads [Cm] by the rivers of [Bb] my memories [Fm] ever smiling ever
[Bb] gentle [Eb] on my mind. _
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