Chords for Gentle On My Mind - Southern Raised
Tempo:
103.1 bpm
Chords used:
D
G
Em
Am
C
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bm] [Em] [G]
It's knowing that [Bm] your door is [G] always open and your path is free [Am] to all
That makes me tend [C] to leave my sleeping [C] bag rolled up [G] and stash me on your cow
[Em] [G]
It's knowing I'm [Bm] not shackled by [G] forgotten words and bonds and the ink stains that are dried upon [Em] some lines
[Am] That keeps you in [C] the back roads by the rivers of [D] my memory
[Am] Keeps you ever [D] gentle [G] on my mind
[Em] [G]
[Em] [D]
[G] [G] [Em]
[Am] [Ab] [C] [D]
[Am] [D]
[Em] [D] It's not clinging to the rocks in [Em] Ivy Planet on [D] their columns now [Am] that bind me
Or something that [Ab] somebody said [C] because they thought [D] we fit together walking
[Em] [G] It's just knowing that the world will not [Em] be cursing or [D] forgiving [G] when I walk along some railroad [Am] track and find
That you're moving on [Ab] the back roads [C] by the rivers of [D] my memory
[Am] And for hours you're [D] just gentle [G] on my mind
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D] [Am]
[Ab]
[C] [D] [G] [D]
[Em] [G] [E]
[D] [G]
[Am]
[Ab] [Em] [D]
[Am] [G] [Gbm]
[Em] [D] Though the wheat fields and the [Em] coastlines and the junkyards [D] and the highways [Am] come between us
It's some other woman's [C] crying to her mother cause [D] she turned and I was gone
[Em] [D] [G] I steal my running silence, [Em] tears of joy must [G] stain my face, and the summer sun might burn me till [Am] I'm blind
But not to [Ab] where I cannot see [C] you walking [D] on the back roads [Am] by the rivers [D] flowing gentle [G] on my [D] mind
[Em] [D] [G] [Gb]
[Em] [G] [Gb]
[Em] [G]
[Em] [G] [Bm]
[Em] [G] I dim my [Bm] cup of soup back [Em] from a gurgling [D] crackling cauldron [Am] in some train yard
My beard a [Ab] roughing coal pile [C] and a dirty [D] hat pulled low across my face
[Em] [D] [G] Through cup tins [D] round the tin can [Em] I pretend to [D] hold you to my [Am] breast and find
That you're waving from [Ab] the back roads [G] by the rivers [D] of my memories
[Am] Ever smiling, [D] ever gentle [G] on my mind
[Em] [G] [D] [Em] [D]
[Am]
[Ab] [C] [D]
[Em] [D]
[B]
[Am]
[Ab] [C] [D]
[Am] [D]
[Em] [D] [G] [Bm]
[E] [D] [A]
[G]
[C]
[G]
[C]
It's knowing that [Bm] your door is [G] always open and your path is free [Am] to all
That makes me tend [C] to leave my sleeping [C] bag rolled up [G] and stash me on your cow
[Em] [G]
It's knowing I'm [Bm] not shackled by [G] forgotten words and bonds and the ink stains that are dried upon [Em] some lines
[Am] That keeps you in [C] the back roads by the rivers of [D] my memory
[Am] Keeps you ever [D] gentle [G] on my mind
[Em] [G]
[Em] [D]
[G] [G] [Em]
[Am] [Ab] [C] [D]
[Am] [D]
[Em] [D] It's not clinging to the rocks in [Em] Ivy Planet on [D] their columns now [Am] that bind me
Or something that [Ab] somebody said [C] because they thought [D] we fit together walking
[Em] [G] It's just knowing that the world will not [Em] be cursing or [D] forgiving [G] when I walk along some railroad [Am] track and find
That you're moving on [Ab] the back roads [C] by the rivers of [D] my memory
[Am] And for hours you're [D] just gentle [G] on my mind
[Em] [D]
[Em] [D] [Am]
[Ab]
[C] [D] [G] [D]
[Em] [G] [E]
[D] [G]
[Am]
[Ab] [Em] [D]
[Am] [G] [Gbm]
[Em] [D] Though the wheat fields and the [Em] coastlines and the junkyards [D] and the highways [Am] come between us
It's some other woman's [C] crying to her mother cause [D] she turned and I was gone
[Em] [D] [G] I steal my running silence, [Em] tears of joy must [G] stain my face, and the summer sun might burn me till [Am] I'm blind
But not to [Ab] where I cannot see [C] you walking [D] on the back roads [Am] by the rivers [D] flowing gentle [G] on my [D] mind
[Em] [D] [G] [Gb]
[Em] [G] [Gb]
[Em] [G]
[Em] [G] [Bm]
[Em] [G] I dim my [Bm] cup of soup back [Em] from a gurgling [D] crackling cauldron [Am] in some train yard
My beard a [Ab] roughing coal pile [C] and a dirty [D] hat pulled low across my face
[Em] [D] [G] Through cup tins [D] round the tin can [Em] I pretend to [D] hold you to my [Am] breast and find
That you're waving from [Ab] the back roads [G] by the rivers [D] of my memories
[Am] Ever smiling, [D] ever gentle [G] on my mind
[Em] [G] [D] [Em] [D]
[Am]
[Ab] [C] [D]
[Em] [D]
[B]
[Am]
[Ab] [C] [D]
[Am] [D]
[Em] [D] [G] [Bm]
[E] [D] [A]
[G]
[C]
[G]
[C]
Key:
D
G
Em
Am
C
D
G
Em
_ _ [Bm] _ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's knowing that [Bm] your door is [G] always open and your path is free [Am] to all _ _ _ _ _
That makes me tend [C] to leave my sleeping [C] bag rolled up [G] and stash me on your cow
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
It's knowing I'm [Bm] not shackled by [G] forgotten words and bonds and the ink stains that are dried upon [Em] some lines _ _
_ _ [Am] _ That keeps you in [C] the back roads by the rivers of [D] my memory
[Am] Keeps you ever [D] gentle [G] on my mind
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] It's not clinging to the rocks in [Em] Ivy Planet on [D] their columns now [Am] that bind me _
_ _ _ Or something that [Ab] somebody said [C] because they thought [D] we fit together walking _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] It's just knowing that the world will not [Em] be cursing or [D] forgiving [G] when I walk along some railroad [Am] track and find
That _ _ you're moving on [Ab] the back roads [C] by the rivers of [D] my memory
[Am] And for hours you're [D] just gentle [G] on my mind _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Gbm] _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ Though the wheat fields and the [Em] coastlines and the junkyards [D] and the highways [Am] come between us _
_ _ _ It's some other woman's [C] crying to her mother cause [D] she turned and I was gone _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ [G] I steal my running silence, [Em] tears of joy must [G] stain my face, and the summer sun might burn me till [Am] I'm blind _ _ _ _ _
But not to [Ab] where I cannot see [C] you walking [D] on the back roads [Am] by the rivers [D] flowing gentle [G] on my [D] mind _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [Gb] _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ I dim my [Bm] cup of soup back [Em] from a gurgling [D] crackling cauldron [Am] in some train yard _
_ _ _ My beard a [Ab] roughing coal pile [C] and a dirty [D] hat pulled low across my face _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ [G] Through cup tins [D] round the tin can [Em] I pretend to [D] hold you to my [Am] breast and find _ _
_ _ _ That you're waving from [Ab] the back roads [G] by the rivers [D] of my memories
[Am] Ever smiling, [D] ever gentle [G] on my mind
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
[G] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
It's knowing that [Bm] your door is [G] always open and your path is free [Am] to all _ _ _ _ _
That makes me tend [C] to leave my sleeping [C] bag rolled up [G] and stash me on your cow
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _
It's knowing I'm [Bm] not shackled by [G] forgotten words and bonds and the ink stains that are dried upon [Em] some lines _ _
_ _ [Am] _ That keeps you in [C] the back roads by the rivers of [D] my memory
[Am] Keeps you ever [D] gentle [G] on my mind
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
[G] _ _ [G] _ _ [Em] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] It's not clinging to the rocks in [Em] Ivy Planet on [D] their columns now [Am] that bind me _
_ _ _ Or something that [Ab] somebody said [C] because they thought [D] we fit together walking _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] It's just knowing that the world will not [Em] be cursing or [D] forgiving [G] when I walk along some railroad [Am] track and find
That _ _ you're moving on [Ab] the back roads [C] by the rivers of [D] my memory
[Am] And for hours you're [D] just gentle [G] on my mind _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [Am] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[C] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [D] _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [E] _ _
_ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ [G] _ _ [Gbm] _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ Though the wheat fields and the [Em] coastlines and the junkyards [D] and the highways [Am] come between us _
_ _ _ It's some other woman's [C] crying to her mother cause [D] she turned and I was gone _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ [G] I steal my running silence, [Em] tears of joy must [G] stain my face, and the summer sun might burn me till [Am] I'm blind _ _ _ _ _
But not to [Ab] where I cannot see [C] you walking [D] on the back roads [Am] by the rivers [D] flowing gentle [G] on my [D] mind _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [Gb] _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Gb] _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[Em] _ _ [G] _ I dim my [Bm] cup of soup back [Em] from a gurgling [D] crackling cauldron [Am] in some train yard _
_ _ _ My beard a [Ab] roughing coal pile [C] and a dirty [D] hat pulled low across my face _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ [G] Through cup tins [D] round the tin can [Em] I pretend to [D] hold you to my [Am] breast and find _ _
_ _ _ That you're waving from [Ab] the back roads [G] by the rivers [D] of my memories
[Am] Ever smiling, [D] ever gentle [G] on my mind
_ _ [Em] _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [D] _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ [Em] _ _ [D] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [B] _ _
[Am] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ [Ab] _ _ [C] _ _ [D] _ _
[Am] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Em] _ _ [D] _ _ [G] _ _ [Bm] _ _
[E] _ _ [D] _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
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_ _ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _ _
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