Name: Gentle On My Mind Redux (sing)
Duration: 2 min 31 s
Channel: John Hartford
Description: "Gentle On My Mind Redux (sing)" is a song by Numi Who Creative Covers. Altered cover of the John Hartford hit for Glen Campbell gentle_on_my_mind_sing_05_mix

Gentle On My Mind Redux (sing)

Numi Who Creative Covers

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Altered cover of the John Hartford hit for Glen Campbell gentle_on_my_mind_sing_05_mix

rock country cover songs 1960s

Numi Who Creative Covers

Here, I create cover songs while I wait for humanity to adopt the Philosophy of Broader Survival.

Play it LOUD and through a good audio device (anything but cell phone speakers, which I did not mix to). Cover Songs on Soundclick: https://www.soundclick.com/numiwhocreativecovers Writing: https://allpoetry.com/Mr._Numi_Who- Books: Numi Who? on Amazon (books) Art: http://wbiro.deviantart.com Early Art: http://www.flickr.com/photos/38154648@N00 Music Videos: http://www.youtube.com/user/wbiro Self-made Music Catalog (to 2016): http://numi-imagination-creations.me/01-art-catalog/wbiro_artistic_catalog_1967-2016_update_34.html Original Music on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/wbiro Cover Songs on Soundcloud (more complete list there): https://soundcloud.com/user-288568536

Song Info

Genre

Country • Cover Songs

Charts

Peak #1

Peak in subgenre #1

Author

John Hartford

Rights

2013 this version by wbiro

Uploaded

October 08, 2013

Track Files

MP3

MP3 3.5 MB • 192 kbps • 2:31

Lyrics

It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
planted on their columns now that bind me;

Or something that somebody said
because they thought we fit together walking;

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
as we've been apart so long;

and some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'cause she turned and I was gone;

I still run in silence tears of joy might stain my face
and the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind

but not to where I cannot see you walkin' on the back roads
by the rivers flowing gentle on my mind;


I dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin'
cracklin' caldron in some train yard
in a long forgotten place;

My beard a roughning coal pile
and a dirty hat pulled low across my lonely, manly face;

Through cupped hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast 
and find that you're waiting from the back roads
by the rivers of my memories
ever smilin', ever gentle on my mind.

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