Chords for Gentle on my mind -Tribute- Long Live Version-John Hartford

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It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free [D] to walk. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up and stashed [G] behind your couch. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds and the exchange that have dried [D] upon some walls. _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my memory, _ keeps you ever [G] gentle on my mind. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ It's not clinging to the rocks and [Em] ivy planted on their columns [G#] now that [D] you're mine. _
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Or something that somebody said because they thought we fit together.
[G] Walk in. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving when I walk along some [C#] railroad [Em] [D] track and find
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that you're waving from the back roads by the rivers of my memory.
For hours you're just gentle [G] on my mind. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ I dip my cup of soup back from the gurgling, crackling, cauldron [D] and some.
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_ [G] My beard a roughing in coal [Am] pile and a dirty hat [D] pulled low across [Em] my breath.
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Through cup tans round a tin can I pretend to hold you to [C] my [D] breast.
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[G] _ _ [D] _ _ That's your waving from the back roads by the rivers of my memory.
For hours you're just gentle on [G] my mind.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Oh, the wheat fields _ _ and the clotheslines _ and the junkyards _ and the highways.
_ [A#] _ [G] And _ _ some _ _ _ _ _ _ mother woman [D] crying to her mother because she turned [Em] and I was gone.
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_ _ _ _ _ I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face.
And a summer sun might burn me till [D] I'm blind.
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But not to where I cannot see you walking on the back roads by the rivers flowing gentle on [G] my mind. _ _ _ _ _
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I dip my cup of soup back from the [Em] gurgling, crackling, [G] cauldron and [D] some.
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_ _ _ _ _ [D] _ My beard a roughing in coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across [Em] my breath.
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_ _ _ Through cup tans round a tin can I pretend to hold you to my [D] breast. _
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That's your waving from the back roads by the rivers of my memory.
Ever smiling, ever gentle on [G] my mind. _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ Where's the capo? _ _ _ _ _ _
I'm searching the capo.
Capo where are you?
Capo. _ _