Gentle On My MInd.
Alison Krauss.
Album: Windy City.

Intro: Cmaj7
Cmaj7                                      
It's knowing that your door is always open,
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And your path is free to walk,
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That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag,
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Rolled up and stashed behind your couch.

Cmaj7
And it's knowing I'm not shackled, 
Cmaj7
By forgotten words and bonds,
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And the ink stains that are dried up on some line,
Dm7
That keeps you in the back roads,
       Dm7          G7
By the rivers of my memory,
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And keeps you ever gentle on my mind.
       
Cmaj7
It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy,
Cmaj7                             Dm7
Planted on their columns now that bind me,
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Or something that somebody said,
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Because they thought we fit, together walking.

Cmaj7
It's just knowing that the world,
Cmaj7
Will not be cursing or forgiving,
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When I walk along some railroad track and find,
            Dm7                 Aaug
That you're moving on the back roads,
       Dm7          G7
By the rivers of my memory,
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And for hours you're just gentle on my mind.

Cmaj7              
Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines,
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And the junkyards and the highways come between us,
Dm7                                  Aaug
And some other woman's crying to her mother,
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Cause she turned and you were gone.

Cmaj7
I still might run in silence,
Cmaj7
Tears of joy might stain my face,
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And the summer sun might burn me until I'm blind,
Dm7
But not to where I cannot see.
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You walking on the back roads.
       Dm7                         Cmaj7
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind.

Cmaj7                        
You dip your cup of soup, back from a gurgling,
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Crackling cauldron, in some train yard,
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Your beard a roughening coal pile,
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And a dirty hat pulled low across your face.

Cmaj7
Through cupped hands 'round the tin can,
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I pretend to hold you to my breast and find,
Dm7
That you're waiting from the back roads,
       Dm7          G7
By the rivers of my memories,
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Ever smiling, ever gentle on my mind.