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From: "mike hiner" 
 Subject: Gentle on my mind ( Glen Campbell )
 Date: Tue, 21 Jan 2003 17:36:28 -0600
 I've noticed a couple of verses missing in the file you have. As Paul Harvey
 would say, heres the rest of the story.
 (G)Its knowing that your door is always (G7)open
 and you path is (G)  free to (Am) walk
 That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag (Am7) rolled up
 and stashed (D7) behind your (G) couch
 And its knowing I'm not shackled by forgotten words and  bonds (G7)
 or the ink stains that have (G) dried if on some (Am) line
 That keeps you in the backroads by the (Am7) river of my memory
 that keeps you ever (D7) gentle on my (G) mind
 
 Its not clinging to the rock and ivy planted on the column
 now that binds me
 Or something that somebody said because they thought
 we fit together walkin
 Its just knowin that the world will not be cursin or forgivin
 as I walk along some railroad track and find
 That you are moving on the backroads by the riveres of my memory
 that keeps you ever gentle on my mind
 
 Tho the wheatfields and the clothelines and junkyards
 and the highways come between us
 And some other woman cryin to her mother cause she turned
 and I was gone
 I still might run in silence tears of joy may stain my face
 and the 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 a gurglin cracklin cauldron
  in some train yard
 My beard a roughn'n coal pile and a dirty hat
 pulled low across my face
 Through cupped hands round a tin can
 I pretend to pull you to my breast and find
 That you are wavin on the backroads by the rivers of my memory
 Ever gentle you are gentle on my mind