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Gentle On My Mind - Dean Martin

Intro + Riff
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Verse 1:
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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 rolled up
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and  stashed behind your  couch
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And it's  knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds
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and the ink stains that have dried upon some  line
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That  keeps you in the backroads by the rivers of my memory
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that keeps you ever gentle on my  mind
 
Verse 2: 
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It's  not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted on their columns now that  bind me
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Or  something that somebody said because they think we  fit together  walkin'.
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It's just  knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgivin
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when I walk along some railroad track and  find
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That you're  moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory
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and for  hours you're just  gentle on my  mind

Verse 3: 
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 Though the wheat fields & the clothes lines and junkyards & the highways come between us,
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And  some other woman's crying to her mother, 'cause she  turned and I was  gone.
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 I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face
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and the summer sun might burn me 'till I'm  blind
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But not to  where I cannot see you walkin on the backroads
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 by the rivers flowing  gentle on my  mind
 
Verse 4: 
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I  dip my cup of soup back from the gurglin' cracklin' cauldron in some trainyard;
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My  beard a roughning coal pile and a dirty hat pulled  low across my  face.
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Through  cupped hands 'round a tin can I pretend I hold you to my breast and  find
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That  you're waving from the backroads by the rivers of my  memory
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ever smilin' ever gentle on my  mind.

Outro:
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