Chords for Molly Tuttle Band, Gentle on My Mind
Tempo:
87.05 bpm
Chords used:
A
F#
Bm
B
E
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
About a year and a half ago, we got together with him.
We wrote that song about being on the road.
This next one is [E] one of my favorite ones.
I'm trying to work hard for it.
I'll show you on my way.
[F#]
[A] It's normal that your door is always open
And you have a [B] squeaky little key
[Bm] [F#]
I sleep [B] in the back, I'm under the [A] sash behind your couch
[F#] [A] And it's normal that you're a chef, you're [F#m] a biker,
You've got the woods [A] and the farms and the ancient things that drive you [B] on to life
[F#] [Bm]
Then you're sitting [A#] in the back of your [F#] car with all my memories
And I [E] can see, [A]
it's not clear to the rocks
What have you planted on there, come down [Bm] and find me
Or something that's [A#] more than sad, than something that you [A] hate
It's normal that the world's not the greatest thing in the world you've been
And I walk along some [Bm] road, traveling fun
And you're [F#] breathing on the back roads, riding through [G#] some mud
And [Bm] [A]
[E]
[F#] [A] [B]
[Bm]
[B] [A] [F#]
[A]
[F#]
[A]
the crowd is [Bm] coming to get us
And someone who's driving too much, when she's [A] driving, I see
[E]
[A] Sleeping face in the summer sun
[Bm] And on [Bm]
[G#] the back roads, [B] riding through some mud
[A]
[C#m]
[A] [Bm]
[B] [A]
[A] [F#]
[E] [Bm]
[D] [E]
[Bm]
I get rough in the [F#] cold car, when a dirty apple rolls [A] across my face
You've got the hands, you've got the chin, you can't love each other, hold you to [B] my breast when you're by
[Bm]
Cause you're breathing on the [F#] back roads, like a sea [E] lion
[A]
[B] [F#]
[E] [A]
[N]
We wrote that song about being on the road.
This next one is [E] one of my favorite ones.
I'm trying to work hard for it.
I'll show you on my way.
[F#]
[A] It's normal that your door is always open
And you have a [B] squeaky little key
[Bm] [F#]
I sleep [B] in the back, I'm under the [A] sash behind your couch
[F#] [A] And it's normal that you're a chef, you're [F#m] a biker,
You've got the woods [A] and the farms and the ancient things that drive you [B] on to life
[F#] [Bm]
Then you're sitting [A#] in the back of your [F#] car with all my memories
And I [E] can see, [A]
it's not clear to the rocks
What have you planted on there, come down [Bm] and find me
Or something that's [A#] more than sad, than something that you [A] hate
It's normal that the world's not the greatest thing in the world you've been
And I walk along some [Bm] road, traveling fun
And you're [F#] breathing on the back roads, riding through [G#] some mud
And [Bm] [A]
[E]
[F#] [A] [B]
[Bm]
[B] [A] [F#]
[A]
[F#]
[A]
the crowd is [Bm] coming to get us
And someone who's driving too much, when she's [A] driving, I see
[E]
[A] Sleeping face in the summer sun
[Bm] And on [Bm]
[G#] the back roads, [B] riding through some mud
[A]
[C#m]
[A] [Bm]
[B] [A]
[A] [F#]
[E] [Bm]
[D] [E]
[Bm]
I get rough in the [F#] cold car, when a dirty apple rolls [A] across my face
You've got the hands, you've got the chin, you can't love each other, hold you to [B] my breast when you're by
[Bm]
Cause you're breathing on the [F#] back roads, like a sea [E] lion
[A]
[B] [F#]
[E] [A]
[N]
Key:
A
F#
Bm
B
E
A
F#
Bm
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ About a year and a half ago, we got together with him.
We wrote that song about being on the road.
This next one is [E] one of my favorite ones.
I'm trying to work hard for it.
I'll show you on my way. _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ It's normal that your door is always open
And you have a [B] squeaky little key
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#]
I sleep [B] in the back, I'm under the [A] sash behind your couch _
[F#] _ _ [A] And it's normal that you're a chef, you're [F#m] a biker,
You've got the woods [A] and the farms and the ancient things that drive you [B] on to life
[F#] _ [Bm] _ _
Then you're sitting [A#] in the back of your [F#] car with all my memories
And I [E] can see, _ [A] _ _ _ _
it's not clear to the rocks
What have you planted on there, come down [Bm] and find me _ _
Or something that's [A#] more than sad, than something that you [A] hate
It's _ _ _ _ normal that the world's not the greatest thing in the world you've been
And I walk along some [Bm] road, traveling fun
And _ you're [F#] breathing on the back roads, riding through [G#] some mud
And [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
the crowd is [Bm] coming to get us _ _
And someone who's driving too much, when she's [A] driving, I see
_ _ _ [E] _
_ [A] _ _ Sleeping face in the summer sun
[Bm] And _ on [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
[G#] the back roads, [B] riding through some mud
_ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ I get rough in the [F#] cold car, when a dirty apple rolls [A] across my face _ _ _
You've got the hands, you've got the chin, you can't love each other, hold you to [B] my breast when you're by
_ [Bm] _ _
Cause you're breathing on the [F#] back roads, like a sea [E] lion _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ About a year and a half ago, we got together with him.
We wrote that song about being on the road.
This next one is [E] one of my favorite ones.
I'm trying to work hard for it.
I'll show you on my way. _ _ _
[F#] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [A] _ _ It's normal that your door is always open
And you have a [B] squeaky little key
_ _ [Bm] _ _ _ [F#]
I sleep [B] in the back, I'm under the [A] sash behind your couch _
[F#] _ _ [A] And it's normal that you're a chef, you're [F#m] a biker,
You've got the woods [A] and the farms and the ancient things that drive you [B] on to life
[F#] _ [Bm] _ _
Then you're sitting [A#] in the back of your [F#] car with all my memories
And I [E] can see, _ [A] _ _ _ _
it's not clear to the rocks
What have you planted on there, come down [Bm] and find me _ _
Or something that's [A#] more than sad, than something that you [A] hate
It's _ _ _ _ normal that the world's not the greatest thing in the world you've been
And I walk along some [Bm] road, traveling fun
And _ you're [F#] breathing on the back roads, riding through [G#] some mud
And [Bm] _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ [E] _ _ _
[F#] _ _ [A] _ _ [B] _ _
_ [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ [A] _ _ _ [F#] _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ _ [F#] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [A] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _
the crowd is [Bm] coming to get us _ _
And someone who's driving too much, when she's [A] driving, I see
_ _ _ [E] _
_ [A] _ _ Sleeping face in the summer sun
[Bm] And _ on [Bm] _ _ _ _ _
[G#] the back roads, [B] riding through some mud
_ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ [C#m] _
_ _ [A] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[B] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
[A] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [Bm] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [D] _ _ [E] _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _ _
_ I get rough in the [F#] cold car, when a dirty apple rolls [A] across my face _ _ _
You've got the hands, you've got the chin, you can't love each other, hold you to [B] my breast when you're by
_ [Bm] _ _
Cause you're breathing on the [F#] back roads, like a sea [E] lion _
_ _ [A] _ _ _ _
[B] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[E] _ _ [A] _ _ _ _
_ [N] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _