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Gentle On My Mind Tab

by Glenn Campbell


The following is Gentle on My Mind, performed by Glen Campbell:

You really need a banjo to make this happen, but the progression seems to work well.

The “F” chord does not use the B note on the D string

The Em+C uses the C note on the B string.

Sorry I did not use the template...I'm not very skilled.

My thanks to Rod for working over the phone to figure this out.

Frank


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It's knowing that your door is always open

                                
and your path is free to walk
   
                     
That makes me tend to leave my

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sleepin' bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch

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And it's knowin' I'm not shackled by

      
forgotten words and bonds

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And the ink stains that have dried upon some line

                                               
That keeps you in the backroads by the rivers of my mem'ry

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That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

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It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy planted

                                        
on their columns now that bind me

                            
Or somethin' that somebody said because they thought

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we fit together walkin'

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It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving

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When I walk along some railroad track and find

                                                  
That you're movin' on the backroads by the rivers of my mem'ry

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And for hours you're just gentle on my mind

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Though the wheat fields and the clotheslines

                                                
And the junkyards and the highways come between us

                                 
And some other woman's crying to her mother

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cause she turned and I was gone

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I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face

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And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind

                                              
But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads

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By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

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I dip my cup of of soup back from

                                                  
a gurglin', cracklin' cauldron in some train yard

                                                   
My beard a roughnin' coal pile and a dirty hat 

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pulled low across my face

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Through cupped hands round a tin can

                                          
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find

                                                     
That you're wavin' from the backroads by the rivers of my mem'ry

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Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind