Gentle On My Mind
Glen Campbell
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DIt's knowing that your Dmaj7door is always D6open
And your Dmaj7path is free to EmwalkEmmaj7Em7Emmaj7
That Emmakes me tend to Emmaj7leave my sleeping Em7bag
Rolled up and Astashed behind your DcouchDmaj7D6Dmaj7
And it's Dknowing I'm not Dmaj7shackled
By D6forgotten words and Dmaj7bonds
And the Dink stains that are Dmaj7dried upon some EmlineEmmaj7Em7Emmaj7
That Emkeeps you in the Emmaj7backroads
By the Em7rivers of my Amemory
That Emkeeps you ever Agentle on my DmindDmaj7D6
And Dmaj7It's not Dclinging to the Dmaj7rocks and ivy
D6Planted on their Dmaj7columns now that Embinds meEmmaj7Em7Emmaj7
Or Emsomething that Emmaj7somebody said
Em7Because they thought we Afit together DwalkingDmaj7D6
Dmaj7It's just Dknowing that the Dmaj7world will not be D6cursing
Or Dmaj7forgiving when I Dwalk along some Dmaj7railroad track and EmfindEmmaj7Em7
Emmaj7That you're Emmoving on the Emmaj7backroads
By the Em7rivers of my Emmaj7memory
And for Emhours you're just Agentle on my DmindDmaj7D6
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Or may I Ddip my cup of Dmaj7soup back from the D6gurglin'
Cracklin' Dmaj7caldron in some Emtrain yardEmmaj7Em7Emmaj7
With my Embeard a roughing Emmaj7coal pile, and
A Em7dirty hat pulled Alow across my DfaceDmaj7D6Dmaj7
Through Dcupped hands 'round the Dmaj7tin can
I D6pretend to hold you Dmaj7to my breast and EmfindEmmaj7Em7Emmaj7
That you're Emwaving from the Emmaj7backroads
By the Em7rivers of my Amemory
Ever Emsmilin' ever Agentle on my Dmind And everybody Dmaj7here You're D6gentle Dmaj7on my DmindDmaj7AD