Gentle On My Mind

Intro: | Eb | % | % | % | [Verso 1] Well it's knowing that your door is always open, Fm and your path is free to walk, Bb that makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag rolled up Eb and stashed behind your couch. And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds, Fm and the ink stains that dry upon the line. Bb That keep you in the backroad by the rivers of my memory, Eb that keep you ever gentle on my mind. [Verso 2] And it's not clinging to the rocks and ivy Fm planted on the columns now that binds me. Bb Or something that somebody said Eb because they thought we fit together walking. And it's knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving Fm when I'm walking down a railroad track and find Bb that you're moving on the backroad by the rivers of my memory, Eb and you're flowing ever gentle on my mind. [Ponte] Fm Wheat fields and clothes lines, junk yards and highways come between us. Bb Eb Some other woman is crying to her mother as she turned and I had gone, G I still run in silence, tears of joy stained my face, Cm Fm Gdim Fm Bb7 and that summer sun burns me till I'm blind. Bb But not to where I cannot see you moving on the backroad Eb flowing ever gentle on my mind, on my mind. [Verso 3] Well, I dip my cup of soup back from a Fm gurgling, crackling cauldron in a train yard. Bb My beard's a roughing coal pile Eb and there's a dirty hat low across my face. With cupped hands around a tin can I pretend, Fm and I hold you to my breast and find, Bb that you're moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory Eb and you're flowing ever gently on my mind, on my mind. Outro: You're always on my mind...