Chords for Gentle On My Mind (Acoustic Guitar)

[Ebm] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Bb] _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] It's snowing out your door [Cm] is always open and your path is free [Fm] to walk
_ _ _ _ _ Makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag [Bb] rolled up and stashed [Eb] behind your couch
[Bb] _
_ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] It's snowing I'm lost shackled by forgotten words or bonds
Or the ink [Gm] stains that have dried [Fm] up on some line _ _ _ _
_ That keeps you in the back roads by the [Bb] rivers of my memory
[Fm] That keeps you [Bb] ever gentle [Eb] on my mind
[Bb] _
_ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] It's not clinging to the rocks and [Cm] ivy planted on their columns [Fm] now that binds me
_ _ _ _ Or something that somebody said because they [Bb] thought we'd fit [Eb] together walking
[Bb]
It's [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Cm] just knowing that the world will not be cursing [Eb] or forgiving
As I walk [Gm] along some railroad [Fm] track and find _ _ _ _ _
That you're moving along the back roads by the rivers [Bb] of my memory
[Fm] For hours [Bb] you're just gentle [Eb] on my [Bb] mind
_ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] Through wheat fields and the [Cm] clotheslines and the junkyards and the highways [Fm] come between us
_ _ _ _ _ Some other woman's crying to her mother [Bb] cause she turned [Eb] and I was [Bb] gone
_ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ [Eb] While I steal my run in [Cm] silence tears of joy might stain my [Eb] face
Summer sun might bind [Fm] me till I'm blind _ _ _ _
_ But not to where I cannot see you walking [Bb] on the back [Fm] roads by the rivers [Bb] flowing gentle [Eb] on my [Gm] mind
_ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ [Bb] _ _
_ [Cm] _ _ _ [Gm] _ [Fm] _ [Bb] _ [Fm] _
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_ [Eb] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ _
[Eb] I dip my cup of soup back [Cm] from a curb and crackling cold and then [Fm] some shade
_ My _ _ _ beer and ruff and cold barrel and dirty hat [Bb] pull low [Eb] across my face
_ _ [Cm] _ _ [Bb] _
[Eb] Through my covered [Gm] hands round a [Cm] tin can I pretend to hold you to my [Fm] breast and find _ _ _ _ _
You're wading from the back roads by the rivers [Bb] of my memory
[Fm] Ever smiling [Bb] ever gentle [Eb] on my mind _
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