Chords for Gentle On My Mind - The Petersens

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_ _ _ It's knowing [G#] that your door is [F#m] always open [C#m] and you pack this [D] for your walk _ _
_ _ [Bm] _ That [B] makes me tend to leave my [F#m] sleeping bag, load [E] up this trash [A] on your [E] couch _
_ _ _ [A] And it's knowing I'm not shackled [F#m] by forgotten words [A] and poems
And the ink stains that I've dried upon [Bm] some [D] line
_ That [Bm] _ _
[B] keeps you on [F#m] backbones by the rivers of [E] my memory
[F#m] That keeps you [E] ever gentle [A] on your mind
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And _ _ [A] it's not clinging to the rocks on every planet on their columns now [Bm] that bind me _
Or _ _ something that somebody said because they [E] thought we'd fit [A] together walking
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It's _ _ [A] just knowing [E] that the world will not [A] be cursing [E] or forgiving
[A] When I walk along some road I'll [Bm] track and find _ _ _ _ _
That you're moving on the backbones by the rivers [E] of my memory
[Bm] For hours [E] you were just a shell [A] on my mind _
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_ _ _ But the wheat fields and the clotheslines and the junkyards and the highways [Bm] go between us _
_ _ _ And some other woman's crying to [F#m] her mother [E] cause she turned [A] and you're gone
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I _ _ [A] still my running silence, [D] tears of joy must [C#m] stain my face
[A] And some are sighing my for me [Bm] till I'm blind
_ _ But _ not to where I cannot see you walking [E] on the backbones [Bm] by the rivers [E] flowing gentle on my [A] mind _
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_ _ _ You dip your cup of soup back from a gurgling crackling cauldron [Bm] in some train yard _
Your _ _ [B] beard rustling, cold piling, a dirty [E] half pillow [A] across your [E] face _
_ [Bm] _ [G#m] _ [A] Your cup jumps round a [E] tin can [F#m] I pretend, [A] hold you to [Bm] myself and find _ _
_ That you're waiting from the [A#]
[A] backbones by the rivers [E] of my memory
[Bm] Every smile [E] and every gentle on my [A] mind
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