Chords for Gentle On My Mind - The Band Perry (Cover by Rachel Horter)

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_ My hump, my hump. _ _
_ _ _ My hump, my hump.
My hump, my hump.
My hump, my lovely lady.
Check it out.
Baby, baby, baby.
If you really want.
You should do a country version of my hump.
Yes!
That would be great.
I would never do that, Michael.
_ Really?
Are you serious?
_ Really?
Why not?
_ Have you heard the song?
I look like I'm 12.
That would not be appropriate.
Amen to that.
_ Anyway. _
Oh, okay.
We got all that my hump stuff on video, huh?
Wonderful.
Wonderful.
Here we go.
That's why we make these videos.
That's [D] right.
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_ _ It's knowing that your door is always open
and your path is [Em] free to walk. _ _ _ _ _
That makes me [B] tend to leave
my [Bm] sleeping bag rolled [A] up
and stashed [D] behind your couch.
_ _ _ _ And it's knowing
I'm not shackled by
forgot words and bonds
and the ink stains that have dried
upon [Em] some lines. _ _ _ _
That keeps you [B] on
the back roads [Bm] by the rivers
[A] of my memory.
That keeps you ever gentle [D] on my mind. _ _
_ _ It's not clinging
to the rocks
and ivy planted on their
columns [Em] now abiding me. _ _ _ _
Or something
that somebody said
because they [A] thought we'd fit [D] together walking. _
_ _ _ _ It's just knowing
that the world will not be
cursed or forgiven
when I walk along some railroad [Em] track and find _ _ that you're
moving on the back roads
by the rivers of [A] my memory
[Em] and for hours you're [A] just
still on [D] my mind. _ _
_ Though the wheat fields
and the clotheslines [Bm] and the junkyards
[D] and the highways [Em] come between _ us _ _
and some other woman's
crying to her mother
cause [A] she turned and [D] I was gone. _
_ _ _ _ I still
mind running silent tears of
joy might save my face
and the summer sunlight burn me
till [Em] I'm blind. _ _ _ _
But not to where I cannot
see [Bm] you walking [A] on the
back roads by the rivers flowing
gentle on [D] my mind. _ _
_ _ I dip
my cup of soup back from a
gurgling crackling cauldron in
[Em] some train yard. _ _ _ _
My beard was [B] some
cold towel [Em] and a dirty hat
[A] pulled low across [D] my face.
_ _ _ _ Through cup tins
round the tin can
[Bm] I pretend to hold [D] you to my breath [Em] and find _
that _ you're moving
on the back roads by [Bm] the rivers
of [A] my memory
[E] ever smiling, [A] ever gentle on [D] my mind.
_ _ _ Gentle on my mind.
_ You are gentle on my mind. _ _
_ _ _ Ooo _
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_ [C#] _ _ _ _ _