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Gentle On My Mind

(John Hartford)


Copyright Hartford-Glaser Pub.

Original by John Hartford in 1967


RCA studio session - January 13-16, 1969 - American Studios - Memphis

 January 15, 2-5 am, 5:30-8:30 am

XPA5 1155-na Scratch vocal - Unreleased


RCA studio session - January 20-22, 1969 - American Studios - Memphis

 January 20, 9 pm-12 am

XPA5 1155-na - Vocal replacement
XPA5 1155-na - Harmony vocal overdub


Overdub session for RCA studio - January 24, 1969 - American Studios - Memphis

 XPA5 1155-na - Backup overdub


Overdub session for RCA - March 18, 1969 - American Sound - Memphis

 Evening

XPA5 1155-na - Overdub


Overdub session for RCA - March 19, 1969 - American Sound - Memphis

 Afternoon

XPA5 1155-na - Overdub


Overdub session for RCA - March 20, 1969 - American Sound - Memphis

 XPA5 1155-na - Overdub
May 1969 LP RCA LSP 4155 From Elvis In Memphis
Re-mixed version:
June 30, 1987 CD RCA 6221-2-R The Memphis Record
Outtakes:
Take na with track replacement overdub: April 2013 CD FTD 506020 975047 From Elvis In Memphis






It's knowin' that your door is always open
And you path is free to walk
That makes me tend to keep my sleeping bag rolled up
And stashed behind your couch


It's knowin' I'm not shackled
By forgotten words and bonds
And the heat stains that have dried up on some lovin'
That keeps you in the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
It keeps you ever gentle on my mind (gentle on my mind)


It's not clinging to the rocks and ivy
Planted on their columns mellowed ?????
Or something that somebody said
Because they thought we'd fit together walking (together walking)
It's just knowing that the world will not be cursin'
Or forgiving when I walk along some railroad track and find
That you're moving on the back roads
By the rivers of my memory and for hours
You're just gentle on my mind


Though the wheat fields and the closed lands
And the junk yards and the highways come between us (between us)
And some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cos she turned and I was gone
I still might run in silence
Til' the ???? might stain my face
And the summer sun might burn me 'till I'm crying ????????????
But not to where I cannot see you
Walking in the back roads
By the rivers flowing gently on my mind


I get my cup of soup back from a grip in a truck
And called into some train yard
I'm barely runnin' cold ????
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Who cupped hands around the tin cans
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're wavin' from the back roads
By the rivers of my memory
Ever smiling never changes on my mind