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GENTLE ON MY MIND (John Hartford) Glen Campbell - 1967 Tammy Wynette - 1967 Dean Martin - 1968 Roger Miller - 1968 John Hartford - 1968 David Houston - 1968 Leonard Nimoy - 1968 Bobby Bare - 1968 Jan Howard - 1968 Waylon Jennings - 1968 Flatt & Scruggs - 1968 Patti Page - 1968 Jack Greene - 1968 Jim Ed Brown - 1968 Connie Smith - 1968 Frank Sinatra - 1968 Ray Conniff Singers - 1968 Bobbie Gentry & Glen Campbell - 1968 Elvis Presley - 1969 Aretha Franklin - 1969 Bill Anderson - 1969 Henson Cargill - 1969 Paul Anka - 1969 Lou Rawls - 1969 Hank Snow - 1969 Andy Williams - 1969 Billy Eckstine - 1969 Don Gibson - 1970 Boots Randolph - 1971 Buck Owens & The Buckaroos - 1971 Engelbert Humperdinck - 1977 Terry Eldredge - 1992 Johnny Cash & Glen Campbell - 1992 Kathy Mattea & Tim O'Brien - 2000 Also recorded by: Eddy Arnold; Tompall Glaser; Foster & Allen; Bruce Foulke; Roger Whittaker; Burl Ives; Al Lopaka; Benny Martin; Mills Bros; Buddy Merrill; Johnny Mercer; Phyllis Newman; Lawrence Welk; Bobby Jameson; Roger Williams; Wally Whyton; Floyd Cramer; Tony Borders. It's knowin' that your door is always open And your path is free to walk That makes me tend to leave my sleeping bag Rolled up and stashed behind your couch. And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that have dried upon some line That keeps you in the backroads by the rivers of my memory That keeps you ever gentle on my mind. It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy planted On their columns now that binds me. Or something that somebody said because they thought We fit together walkin'. It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving When I walk along some railroad track and find That you're moving on the backroads by the rivers of my memory And for hours you're just gentle on my mind. Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines And the junkyards and the highways come between us. And some other woman crying to her mother 'Cause she turned and I was gone. I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face And a summer sun might burn me till I'm blind. But not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the backroads By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind. I dip my cup of soup, back from the gurgling cracklin' cauldron In some train yard My beard a roughning coal pile and a dirty hat Pulled low across my face. Through cupped hands 'round a tin can I pretend I hold you to my breast and find That you're waving from the backroads by the rivers of my memory Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mind. ***** GENTLE ON MY MIND (Female Version) (John Hartford) Patti Page - 1968 It's knowin' you don't try to buy my freedom With some promise made of gold That for you my door stays open And our love becomes a simple two-way street And it's knowin' we're not shackled By forgotten words and bonds And the ink stains that have dried upon some line That keeps you on the back roads By the rivers of my mem'ry That keeps you ever gentle on my mind It's not clingin' to the rocks and ivy Planted on some column now that binds us Or somethin' that somebody said because They thought we fit together walkin' It's just knowin' that the world Will not be cursin' or forgivin' When I drift in through the market place and find That you're movin' on the back roads By the rivers of my mem'ry For hours you're just gentle on my mind Oh the wheat fields and the clothes lines And the junkyards and the highways come between us And some other woman cryin' to her mother 'Cause she turned and you were gone I still might walk for hours Tears of joy might stain my face And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind But not to where I cannot see You movin' on the back roads By the rivers flowin' gentle on my mind The shutters creak and Autumn winds That make me draw inside myself in silence Cross-legged now I sit and watch The endless chase of leaves across my garden And layin' down my hairbrush I lean backward in my window seat and find That you're movin' on the back roads By the rivers of my mem'ry Ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind (Transcribed by Mel Priddle - December 2003)

    


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