Chords for Glen Campbell / Bobbie Gentry: Gentle on my Mind (1968)
Tempo:
112.55 bpm
Chords used:
Eb
Fm
Ab
Cm
Bb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Eb]
It's knowing that your door's always open
And your path is [Fm] free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my [C] sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed [Eb] behind your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
[Cm] By forgotten words and [Eb] bonds
And the ink stains that have dried up [Fm] on some line
That keeps you [F] on the back [F] roads
By the rivers [Bb] of my memory
[Fm] That keeps you [Bb] ever gentle [Eb] on my mind
[Ab] It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns [Bbm] now that binds me
Or something that somebody said
Because they [Eb] thought we'd fit [Ab] together walk-ins
It's just knowing that the world
Will [Fm] not be cursing or forgiving
[Ab] When I walk along some railroad [Bbm] track and find
That you're moving on the back roads
By the rivers of my memories
And for hours you're just gentle on [Ab] my mind
[Fm] Though [Eb] the wheat fields and the [Cm] clotheslines
And the junkyards [Eb] and the highways [Fm] come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother
Cause [Bb] she turned and [Eb] I was gone
[Gm] [Cm] [Gm]
[Eb] I still might run in silence
[Cm] Tears of joy might stain my [Eb] face
And a summer sun might burn me [Fm] till I'm blind
But not to her I cannot see [Ab] you walking [Bb] on the back [Fm] roads
By the rivers [Bb] flowing gentle [Eb] on my mind
[Cm] [Eb]
[Ab] The shutters creaking, autumn [Fm] winds
That make me draw inside [Bbm] myself in silence
Cross-legged [F] now I sit and [Fm] watch
The endless [G] chase leads across [Ab] my yard
And laying down my hairbrush
I lean back within my window [Bbm] seat and find
That you're moving [F] on the back roads
[Bbm] By the rivers of [Eb] my memories
[Db] Every smile and every gentle on [Ab] my mind
[Eb] Through cup pans round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my [Fm] breast and find
That you're waving from [C] the back roads
[Fm] By the rivers of my memories
[D] Every smile and every gentle on [Eb] my [Gm] mind
[Cm] [Eb] [N]
It's knowing that your door's always open
And your path is [Fm] free to walk
That makes me tend to leave my [C] sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed [Eb] behind your couch
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
[Cm] By forgotten words and [Eb] bonds
And the ink stains that have dried up [Fm] on some line
That keeps you [F] on the back [F] roads
By the rivers [Bb] of my memory
[Fm] That keeps you [Bb] ever gentle [Eb] on my mind
[Ab] It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns [Bbm] now that binds me
Or something that somebody said
Because they [Eb] thought we'd fit [Ab] together walk-ins
It's just knowing that the world
Will [Fm] not be cursing or forgiving
[Ab] When I walk along some railroad [Bbm] track and find
That you're moving on the back roads
By the rivers of my memories
And for hours you're just gentle on [Ab] my mind
[Fm] Though [Eb] the wheat fields and the [Cm] clotheslines
And the junkyards [Eb] and the highways [Fm] come between us
And some other woman crying to her mother
Cause [Bb] she turned and [Eb] I was gone
[Gm] [Cm] [Gm]
[Eb] I still might run in silence
[Cm] Tears of joy might stain my [Eb] face
And a summer sun might burn me [Fm] till I'm blind
But not to her I cannot see [Ab] you walking [Bb] on the back [Fm] roads
By the rivers [Bb] flowing gentle [Eb] on my mind
[Cm] [Eb]
[Ab] The shutters creaking, autumn [Fm] winds
That make me draw inside [Bbm] myself in silence
Cross-legged [F] now I sit and [Fm] watch
The endless [G] chase leads across [Ab] my yard
And laying down my hairbrush
I lean back within my window [Bbm] seat and find
That you're moving [F] on the back roads
[Bbm] By the rivers of [Eb] my memories
[Db] Every smile and every gentle on [Ab] my mind
[Eb] Through cup pans round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my [Fm] breast and find
That you're waving from [C] the back roads
[Fm] By the rivers of my memories
[D] Every smile and every gentle on [Eb] my [Gm] mind
[Cm] [Eb] [N]
Key:
Eb
Fm
Ab
Cm
Bb
Eb
Fm
Ab
_ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's knowing that your door's always open
And your path is [Fm] free to walk _ _ _ _ _
That makes me tend to leave my [C] sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed [Eb] behind your couch _ _ _ _ _
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
[Cm] By forgotten words and [Eb] bonds
And the ink stains that have dried up [Fm] on some line _
_ _ _ _ That keeps you [F] on the back [F] roads
By the rivers [Bb] of my memory
[Fm] That keeps you [Bb] ever gentle [Eb] on my mind _ _ _ _
[Ab] It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns [Bbm] now that binds me _ _ _
Or something that somebody said
Because they [Eb] thought we'd fit [Ab] together walk-ins _ _ _ _
It's just knowing that the world
Will [Fm] not be cursing or forgiving
[Ab] When I walk along some railroad [Bbm] track and find
_ _ _ _ That you're moving on the back roads
By the rivers of my memories
And for hours you're just gentle on [Ab] my _ mind
[Fm] _ Though [Eb] the wheat fields and the [Cm] clotheslines
And the junkyards [Eb] and the highways [Fm] come between us
_ And _ _ some other woman crying to her mother
Cause [Bb] she turned and [Eb] I was gone
[Gm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _
[Eb] I still might run in silence
[Cm] Tears of joy might stain my [Eb] face
And a summer sun might burn me [Fm] till I'm blind
_ _ _ _ But not to her I cannot see [Ab] you walking [Bb] on the back [Fm] roads
By the rivers [Bb] flowing gentle [Eb] on my _ mind
[Cm] _ _ [Eb] _
[Ab] The shutters creaking, autumn [Fm] winds
That make me draw inside [Bbm] myself in silence _ _ _
Cross-legged [F] now I sit and [Fm] watch
The endless [G] chase leads across [Ab] my yard _ _ _ _
And laying down my hairbrush
I lean back within my window [Bbm] seat and find _ _ _
That you're moving [F] on the back roads
[Bbm] By the rivers of [Eb] my memories
[Db] Every smile and every gentle on [Ab] my _ _ mind
_ _ [Eb] Through cup pans round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my [Fm] breast and find _
_ _ _ That you're waving from [C] the back roads
[Fm] By the rivers of my memories
[D] Every smile and every gentle on [Eb] my [Gm] mind
_ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's knowing that your door's always open
And your path is [Fm] free to walk _ _ _ _ _
That makes me tend to leave my [C] sleeping bag
Rolled up and stashed [Eb] behind your couch _ _ _ _ _
And it's knowing I'm not shackled
[Cm] By forgotten words and [Eb] bonds
And the ink stains that have dried up [Fm] on some line _
_ _ _ _ That keeps you [F] on the back [F] roads
By the rivers [Bb] of my memory
[Fm] That keeps you [Bb] ever gentle [Eb] on my mind _ _ _ _
[Ab] It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns [Bbm] now that binds me _ _ _
Or something that somebody said
Because they [Eb] thought we'd fit [Ab] together walk-ins _ _ _ _
It's just knowing that the world
Will [Fm] not be cursing or forgiving
[Ab] When I walk along some railroad [Bbm] track and find
_ _ _ _ That you're moving on the back roads
By the rivers of my memories
And for hours you're just gentle on [Ab] my _ mind
[Fm] _ Though [Eb] the wheat fields and the [Cm] clotheslines
And the junkyards [Eb] and the highways [Fm] come between us
_ And _ _ some other woman crying to her mother
Cause [Bb] she turned and [Eb] I was gone
[Gm] _ _ [Cm] _ _ [Gm] _
[Eb] I still might run in silence
[Cm] Tears of joy might stain my [Eb] face
And a summer sun might burn me [Fm] till I'm blind
_ _ _ _ But not to her I cannot see [Ab] you walking [Bb] on the back [Fm] roads
By the rivers [Bb] flowing gentle [Eb] on my _ mind
[Cm] _ _ [Eb] _
[Ab] The shutters creaking, autumn [Fm] winds
That make me draw inside [Bbm] myself in silence _ _ _
Cross-legged [F] now I sit and [Fm] watch
The endless [G] chase leads across [Ab] my yard _ _ _ _
And laying down my hairbrush
I lean back within my window [Bbm] seat and find _ _ _
That you're moving [F] on the back roads
[Bbm] By the rivers of [Eb] my memories
[Db] Every smile and every gentle on [Ab] my _ _ mind
_ _ [Eb] Through cup pans round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my [Fm] breast and find _
_ _ _ That you're waving from [C] the back roads
[Fm] By the rivers of my memories
[D] Every smile and every gentle on [Eb] my [Gm] mind
_ [Cm] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ [N] _