Chords for Glen Campbell - Gentle On My Mind (Ryan Cook)
Tempo:
135.05 bpm
Chords used:
Em
D
A
E
B
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[D] I can tell it to the other side if you'd like.
Bluegrassers wear their cowboy hat with a tilt.
It'll work, right?
[Em]
[B] [Bm] Sound [Em] better?
Alright, we're gonna play a song called Gentle on My Mind.
You might have heard of it.
It's by John Hartford.
We're gonna do [N] it down here with the Chaboug River in the background.
Although the river that's mentioned in the song was not the [D] Chaboug River.
It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is [Em] free to walk.
That makes me tend [Eb] to leave my sleeping [D] [A] bag rolled up and stacked [D] behind your couch.
It's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
and the ink stains that hurt right [Em] upon some lines.
That keeps you in the [Eb] back roads [E] by the rivers [A] of my memory.
Keeps you ever [D] gentle on my mind.
Cycling into the rocks and ivy planted on the columns down [Em] that bind.
[E]
Or something that [Abm] somebody [Em] said because I [A] thought we fit together [D] walking.
It's [Em] just knowing that the world will not [Bm] be cursing or forgiving
when I walk along some railroad [Em] track and find.
You're waving [Eb] on the back [A] roads by the rivers of my memory
and for [Em] hours you're [D] just gentle on my mind.
My friend Kevin Roach, gonna play the mandolin now.
[Em]
[A] [D]
[E]
[Eb]
[A] [E]
[D] Yeah.
All the wheat fields and clotheslines and the junkyards and highways [Em] come between us.
Some other [B] woman crying [Am] to [D] her mother cause she turned and I was gone.
I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
and some or some I [Em] burn until I'm blind.
But not to [B] where I [Em] cannot see you walking [A] on the back [Em] roads
by the rivers [A] flowing gentle [D] on my mind.
I'd give my cup of soup [Em] back from a gurgling, crackling cauldron in some green yard.
My beard [Eb] roughing in coal [D] pile and dirty hat [A] full blow across [D] my face.
I threw cup cans right at tin can, I pretend I hold you to my [E] breast and find.
[Em] [E]
You're waving [B] on the back [A] roads by the rivers of my memory
ever smiling and ever gentle [D] on my mind.
Ever gentle on my mind.
Ever gentle on my mind.
Ever gentle [G] on my [B] mind.
[Em] [A]
[D]
[A]
Bluegrassers wear their cowboy hat with a tilt.
It'll work, right?
[Em]
[B] [Bm] Sound [Em] better?
Alright, we're gonna play a song called Gentle on My Mind.
You might have heard of it.
It's by John Hartford.
We're gonna do [N] it down here with the Chaboug River in the background.
Although the river that's mentioned in the song was not the [D] Chaboug River.
It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is [Em] free to walk.
That makes me tend [Eb] to leave my sleeping [D] [A] bag rolled up and stacked [D] behind your couch.
It's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
and the ink stains that hurt right [Em] upon some lines.
That keeps you in the [Eb] back roads [E] by the rivers [A] of my memory.
Keeps you ever [D] gentle on my mind.
Cycling into the rocks and ivy planted on the columns down [Em] that bind.
[E]
Or something that [Abm] somebody [Em] said because I [A] thought we fit together [D] walking.
It's [Em] just knowing that the world will not [Bm] be cursing or forgiving
when I walk along some railroad [Em] track and find.
You're waving [Eb] on the back [A] roads by the rivers of my memory
and for [Em] hours you're [D] just gentle on my mind.
My friend Kevin Roach, gonna play the mandolin now.
[Em]
[A] [D]
[E]
[Eb]
[A] [E]
[D] Yeah.
All the wheat fields and clotheslines and the junkyards and highways [Em] come between us.
Some other [B] woman crying [Am] to [D] her mother cause she turned and I was gone.
I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
and some or some I [Em] burn until I'm blind.
But not to [B] where I [Em] cannot see you walking [A] on the back [Em] roads
by the rivers [A] flowing gentle [D] on my mind.
I'd give my cup of soup [Em] back from a gurgling, crackling cauldron in some green yard.
My beard [Eb] roughing in coal [D] pile and dirty hat [A] full blow across [D] my face.
I threw cup cans right at tin can, I pretend I hold you to my [E] breast and find.
[Em] [E]
You're waving [B] on the back [A] roads by the rivers of my memory
ever smiling and ever gentle [D] on my mind.
Ever gentle on my mind.
Ever gentle on my mind.
Ever gentle [G] on my [B] mind.
[Em] [A]
[D]
[A]
Key:
Em
D
A
E
B
Em
D
A
_ [D] I can tell it to the other side if you'd like.
_ _ Bluegrassers wear their cowboy hat with a tilt.
It'll work, right? _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] Sound [Em] better? _ _ _ _
Alright, _ we're gonna play a song called Gentle on My Mind.
You might have heard of it.
It's by John Hartford.
_ We're gonna do [N] it down here with the Chaboug River in the background.
Although the river that's mentioned in the song was not the [D] Chaboug River.
_ _ It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is [Em] free to walk. _ _ _
_ _ _ That makes me tend [Eb] to leave my sleeping [D] [A] bag rolled up and stacked [D] behind your couch. _ _ _
_ _ It's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
and the ink stains that hurt right [Em] upon some lines. _
_ _ _ _ That keeps you in the [Eb] back roads [E] by the rivers [A] of my memory.
Keeps you ever [D] gentle on my mind. _ _ _ _
_ _ Cycling into the rocks and ivy planted on the columns down [Em] that bind.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Or something that [Abm] somebody [Em] said because I [A] thought we fit together [D] walking. _
_ _ _ _ It's [Em] just knowing that the world will not [Bm] be cursing or forgiving
when I walk along some railroad [Em] track and find. _ _ _ _
_ You're waving [Eb] on the back [A] roads by the rivers of my memory
and for [Em] hours you're [D] just gentle on my mind.
My friend Kevin Roach, gonna play the mandolin now. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [D] _ _ Yeah. _
_ _ _ All the wheat fields and clotheslines and the junkyards and highways [Em] come between us. _ _ _
_ Some other [B] woman crying [Am] to [D] her mother cause she turned and I was gone. _ _ _ _ _
I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
and some or some I [Em] burn until I'm blind. _ _ _
_ _ But not to [B] where I [Em] cannot see you walking [A] on the back [Em] roads
by the rivers [A] flowing gentle [D] on my mind.
_ _ _ _ _
I'd give my cup of soup [Em] back from a gurgling, crackling cauldron in some green yard. _ _
_ _ _ My beard [Eb] roughing in coal [D] pile and dirty hat [A] full blow across [D] my face. _ _ _
_ I threw cup cans right at tin can, I pretend I hold you to my [E] breast and find.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
You're waving [B] on the back [A] roads by the rivers of my memory
ever smiling and ever gentle [D] on my mind. _ _ _
Ever gentle on my mind. _ _
_ _ Ever gentle on my mind.
_ _ _ Ever gentle [G] on my _ [B] mind. _
[Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ Bluegrassers wear their cowboy hat with a tilt.
It'll work, right? _ _
_ _ _ [Em] _ _ _
_ _ _ [B] _ [Bm] Sound [Em] better? _ _ _ _
Alright, _ we're gonna play a song called Gentle on My Mind.
You might have heard of it.
It's by John Hartford.
_ We're gonna do [N] it down here with the Chaboug River in the background.
Although the river that's mentioned in the song was not the [D] Chaboug River.
_ _ It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is [Em] free to walk. _ _ _
_ _ _ That makes me tend [Eb] to leave my sleeping [D] [A] bag rolled up and stacked [D] behind your couch. _ _ _
_ _ It's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
and the ink stains that hurt right [Em] upon some lines. _
_ _ _ _ That keeps you in the [Eb] back roads [E] by the rivers [A] of my memory.
Keeps you ever [D] gentle on my mind. _ _ _ _
_ _ Cycling into the rocks and ivy planted on the columns down [Em] that bind.
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
Or something that [Abm] somebody [Em] said because I [A] thought we fit together [D] walking. _
_ _ _ _ It's [Em] just knowing that the world will not [Bm] be cursing or forgiving
when I walk along some railroad [Em] track and find. _ _ _ _
_ You're waving [Eb] on the back [A] roads by the rivers of my memory
and for [Em] hours you're [D] just gentle on my mind.
My friend Kevin Roach, gonna play the mandolin now. _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ _ [D] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[E] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _
[A] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ [D] _ _ Yeah. _
_ _ _ All the wheat fields and clotheslines and the junkyards and highways [Em] come between us. _ _ _
_ Some other [B] woman crying [Am] to [D] her mother cause she turned and I was gone. _ _ _ _ _
I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
and some or some I [Em] burn until I'm blind. _ _ _
_ _ But not to [B] where I [Em] cannot see you walking [A] on the back [Em] roads
by the rivers [A] flowing gentle [D] on my mind.
_ _ _ _ _
I'd give my cup of soup [Em] back from a gurgling, crackling cauldron in some green yard. _ _
_ _ _ My beard [Eb] roughing in coal [D] pile and dirty hat [A] full blow across [D] my face. _ _ _
_ I threw cup cans right at tin can, I pretend I hold you to my [E] breast and find.
_ _ [Em] _ _ [E] _
You're waving [B] on the back [A] roads by the rivers of my memory
ever smiling and ever gentle [D] on my mind. _ _ _
Ever gentle on my mind. _ _
_ _ Ever gentle on my mind.
_ _ _ Ever gentle [G] on my _ [B] mind. _
[Em] _ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[D] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _