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Gentle On My Mind:Dean Martin.
Single #2 in UK in 1969. Album - Gentle On My
Mind - hit #14 in 1968.

              (Capo 1st fret.)

     C                 Em             C
It's knowing 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          C
And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten 
words and bonds..
        C                    Em               Dm
and the ink stains that have dried up on some line..

that keeps you in the back roads by the rivers 

of my memory..
                    G            C    Em C Em
that keeps you ever gentle on my mind.

         C               Em            C
It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on 
      Em                Dm
their columns now, that binds me.

Or something that somebody said because they thought 
   G             C       Em C Em
we fit together, walking.
          C                Em      
It's just knowing that the world will not be 
C          Em               C               Em
cursing or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track 
and find...

that you're moving on the back roads by the rivers of my memory..
                          G            C   Em C Em
and for hours you're just gentle on my mind.

        C#            Fm                 C#
Well, I dip my cup of soup back from the gurgling crackling 
Fm              D#m
caldron in some train yard.
My beard a roughening coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low 
G#        C#    Fm C# Fm
across my face.
        C#                   Fm         C#                 Fm
Through cupped hands round a tin can..I pretend I hold you to my 
breast and find...

that you're waving from the back roads, by the river of my memory,
     G#                        C#
ever smiling ever gentle on my mind.

A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.


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