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Gentle On My Mind:Elvis Presley. Album - From Elvis In Memphis - #13 on BB Hot 200 on RCA Records in 1969.
INTRO
E #1.
EIt's knowin' that your door is always open and your path is free to Gbmwalk.
That makes me tend to leave my sleepin' bag
rolled up and Bstashed behind your Ecouch. EAnd it's knowin' I'm not Bshackled by forEgotten
words and bonds and the ink stains that have
dried upon some Gbmline. That keeps you in the back roads by the rivers of my Bmemory..that Gbmkeeps you ever Bgentle on my Emind.
#2.
EIt's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy planted on their columns now that Gbmbind me. Or something that somebody said Abecause they thought we Bfit together, Ewalkin'. EIt's just knowing that the Bworld will not be Ecursing
or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track
and Gbmfind..that you're movin' on the back roads by the Arivers of my Bmemory and for Gbmhours you're just Bgentle on my Emind.
#3.
EThough the wheat fields and the clothes lines and the junkyards and the highways come Gbmbetween us. GbmAnd some other woman's cryin' to her mother cause she Bturned and I was Egone. I still might run in Bsilence, tears of joy might stain my face and the Esummer sun might Bburn me till I'm Gbmblind. But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the Bback roads by the Gbmrivers flowin' Bgentle on my Emind.
#4.
I dip my cup of soup Bback from a Dbmgurglin' cracklin' cauldron in some Gbmtrain yard. My beard a rustlin' Acoal pile and a Bdirty hat pulled low across my Eface. EThrough cupped hands 'round a tin can, I pretend to hold you to my breast and Gbmfind..that you're waitin' from the back roads Aby the rivers Gbmof my Bmemory, ever Gbmsmilin', ever Bgentle on my Emind.
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.