Glen Campbell – Gentle On My Mind (Ukulele)

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It's knowing that your door is always

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open and your path is free to walk

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that makes me tend to leave my sleeping

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bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch

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And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and

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bonds and the ink stains that have dried upon some line

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That keeps you in the backroads by the

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rivers of my mem'ry, that keeps you ever

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gentle on my mind

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It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy

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Planted on their columns now that bind me

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Or something that somebody said

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Because they think we fit together walkin'.

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It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or

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Forgiving, when I walk along some railroad track and find

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That you're moving on the backroads by the

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Rivers of my mem'ry, and for hours you're just

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Gentle on my mind

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Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines and the

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Junkyards and the highways come between us,

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And some other woman's crying to her

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Mother, 'cause she turned and I was gone.

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I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my

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Face, and the summer sun might burn me 'till I'm blind

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But not to where I cannot see you

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Walkin' on the backroads, by the rivers flowing

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Gentle on my mind

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I dip my cup of soup back from the

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Gurglin', cracklin' cauldron in some trainyard;

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My beard a roughning coal pile and a

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Dirty hat pulled low across my face.

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Through cupped hands 'round a tin can, I

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Pretend I hold you to my breast and find;

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That you're waving from the backroads by the

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Rivers of my memory, ever smilin' ever

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Gentle on my mind.