GENTLE ON MY MIND
C Em C
1. It's knowin' that your door is always open,
Em Dm
and
your path is free to walk,
that
makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag
G C - Em – C - Em
rolled up and stashed
behind your couch.
C Em
And
it's knowing I'm not shackled
C Em
by
forgotten words and bonds,
C Em Dm
and the ink stains that have dried upon some line,
that
keeps you in the backroads by the rivers of my memory,
G
C - Em – C - Em
that keeps you ever
gentle on my mind.
C Em
2. It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
C
Em Dm
planted on their columns now that binds me,
or
something that somebody said
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because they thought
we fit together walkin'.
C Em C Em
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving,
C Em Dm
when I walk along
some railroad track and find,
that
you're moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory,
G C - Em – C - Em
and for hours you're
just gentle on my mind.
C Em C
3. Well, I dip my cup of soup, back from the
gurgling cracklin'
Em Dm
cauldron in some train yard,
my
beard a roughning coal pile
G C - Em – C - Em
and a dirty hat pulled
low across my face.
C Em
Through cupped hands 'round a tin can
C
Em Dm
I
pretend I hold you to my breast and find,
that
you're waving from the backroads by the rivers of my memory,
G C
~
ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind.
C - Em – C – Em – Dm - G – C – Em – C – Em ......
(capo 1st)
(Dean
Martin)