Chords for Molly Tuttle "Gentle On My Mind"

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It's knowing that your door is always open and your path is free [Bm] to walk
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That makes me tend to leave [F#m] my sleeping bag rolled up [Bm] and [A] stashed behind your couch _ _ _ _
And it's knowing that [F#m] I'm not shackled by forgotten [A] words and bonds
And the ink stains have dried [Bm] upon some line
[F#m] _ [Bm] _ _ _ _ That keeps you in the [F#] back [F#m] roads by the rivers of [G#m] my [Bm] memory
Keeps you ever [E] gentle on [A] my mind _ _ _
It's not clinging to the [F#m] rocks and ivy [A] planted on their columns [Bm] now that binds me
_ Or _ _ something that [F#] somebody said [F#m] because they thought [E] we'd [A] fit together walking
_ Just _ _ _ knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving
When I walk along some railroad [Bm] track and find
_ That _ you waving on [F#] the back roads [D] by the rivers of [Bm] my memory
Ever smiling, ever [E] [A] gentle on my mind _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ Golden gate fields and the clotheslines and the junkyards and highways come [Bm] between us _
_ _ _ Some [A] other [F#] woman's crying [D] to another cause she turned [A] and I was gone _
_ _ _ I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn [Bm] me till I'm blind
_ But _ _ not to where [F#] I cannot [Bm] see you waving on the back roads by the rivers [A] flowing gentle on my mind _
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I took my cup of soup back from the gurgling, grappling cauldron [Bm] in some train yard _ _ _
My feet are roughing in a coal pile and a dirty half of lull crossed [A] my face _ _ _ _
Through cup tans, round a tin can I pretend to hold you to my breast [Bm] and find
_ That _ _ you waving from the back roads by the rivers of my memory
Ever smiling, ever [E] gentle on [A] my mind _ _
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