Intro: Eb Eb Eb Eb Verse 1: Eb Ebmaj7 It's knowing that your door is always Eb6 Ebmaj7 Fm Open and your path is free to walk Fm Fm That makes me tend to leave my sleeping Fm7 Bb7 Eb Bag rolled up and stashed behind your couch Eb Ebmaj7 Eb6 Ebmaj7 And it's knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and bonds Eb Ebmaj7 Fm And the ink stains that are dried upon some line Fm Fm That keeps you in the backroads by the Fm7 Bb7 Fm Rivers of my mem'ry, that keeps you ever Bb7 Eb Gentle on my mind Verse 2: Eb Ebmaj7 It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy Eb6 Ebmaj7 Fm Planted on their columns now that bind me Fm Fm Or something that somebody said Fm7 Bb7 Eb Because they thought we fit together walkin' Eb Ebmaj7 Eb6 Ebmaj7 It's just knowing that the world will not be cursing or forgiving Eb Ebmaj7 Fm when I walk along some railroad track and find Fm Fm That you're moving on the backroads by the Fm7 Bb7 Fm Rivers of my mem'ry, and for hours you're just Bb7 Eb Gentle on my mind Verse 3: Eb Ebmaj7 Though the wheat fields and the clothes lines and the Eb6 Ebmaj7 Fm Junkyards and the highways come between us Fm Fm Fm7 And some other woman's crying to her mother Bb7 Eb 'Cause she turned and I was gone Eb Ebmaj7 Eb6 Ebmaj7 I still might run in silence, tears of joy might stain my face Eb Ebmaj7 Fm And the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind Fm Fm But not to where I cannot see you Fm7 Bb7 Fm Walkin' on the backroads, by the rivers flowing Bb7 Eb Gentle on my mind Verse 4: Eb Ebmaj7 I dip my cup of soup back from a Eb6 Ebmaj7 Fm Gurglin', cracklin' cauldron in some trainyard; Fm Fm My beard a roughning coal pile and a Fm7 Bb7 Eb Dirty hat pulled low across my face Eb Ebmaj7 Through cupped hands 'round a tin can I Eb6 Ebmaj7 Fm Pretend I hold you to my breast and find Fm Fm That you're waiting from the backroads by the Fm7 Bb7 Fm Rivers of my memories, ever smilin', ever Bb7 Eb Gentle on my mind
