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Glen Campbell Gentle On My Mind Lyrics

Last updated: 12/26/2013 06:14:43 AM

It's knowing 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 mem'ry
That keeps you ever gentle on my mind

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 mem'ry
And for hours you're just gentle on my mind

Though the wheat fields and the clotheslines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's 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 the summer sun might burn me till I'm blind
But not to where I cannot see you walking on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind

I dip my cup of of soup back from a gurgling, crackling cauldron in some train yard
My beard a roughened coal pile and a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands round a tin can I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're wavin' from the backroads by the rivers of my mem'ry
Ever smiling, ever gentle on my mind




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I lived on the streets for a few years | Reviewer: themorgant | 12/26/13

and have always been in love and find the lyrics describe the way i remember and try to feel or (psychically) touch my true love wherever she lives, even if only in my deluded mind. At the moments I reach in or out I don't really care if I am trying something real to anyone else, I'll take the warmth from the cup or sun or wherever I can associate something, anything to keep my lover alive and real to me here and now. brings tears to my eyes and cheeks to hear it too.
-m

Gentle On My Mind... | Reviewer: Anonymous | 12/24/13

I heard this song on the radio this morning after not having heard it for many, many years. Even as a kid, I remember this song brought tears to my eyes. As an adult, the tears are a combination of happy childhood memories and tears for what I interpret the heart of the song to be. The bottom line is it's about a guy who can't stop loving the one woman who loved him enough to allow him his freedom; that's timeless, isn't it?... (This is not being posted by a guy.)

Hartford's genious work of perfection | Reviewer: Ed Silvercloud | 12/19/13

As a composer I grew up in 60's and 70's era of music (thanks God for it). Wrote a lotta songs and still write as a ghost writer for some of the biggest pop artists of today's trashy music! "
gentle on my mind" is a story of every man who longs to be free from the shackles of constraints of possessions of what today's social lifestyle offers. All the prophets of "facebook age" can take their plastic impersonal life and live in their misery of lonliness and despair. What a blessing to have lived in the 60's and 70's of music and not to minimize the once-in-a-million years of historical even I was part of ... the great Woodstock as a teen ager. Thank you John Hartford and Mr. Glen Campbel!

Gentle on My Ballroom Blitz | Reviewer: Anonymous | 11/11/12

If you want to hear a unique version of this song find Gentle on My Ballroom Blitz, a mash mix of Sweet and Glen Campbell.

It takes the best of two songs and creates a new one that is really good (IMHO).

I agree that it's a flawed masterpiece.... | Reviewer: b | 5/16/11

of sorts. In fact, I was listening to it today in my car, and I started the song over several times in an attempt to "soak everything in." Well, reading the lyrics here, I still find that it's somewhat impossible to grasp/understand this song completely. The barrage of associations is hard to follow, but the images in the song are gripping, and it does "work." It lacks just a tad in clarity department, however. As for Bob Dylan, his songs do not lack clarity. This song is a masterpiece because the meaning of the song, ie "the whole" is emotionally moving, and the recurring major image, ie the woman being "gentle on his mind by the backroads of his memory" is a profound image that makes the song by itself. But technically speaking, Bob Dylan blows this away. Still a very good and a very emotional song. Emotionally speaking, this song is better than Dylan, and the imagery matches Dylan, but Bob Dylan is much more cerebral and a better writer, imo.

THE LAST WORD | Reviewer: Anonymous | 10/10/09


Jim Webb was a genius then and a genius now. If your maturity, family background and experiences allow you to understand him, great. If not, your missing something. As a writer, I stand in awe of his work. It is something for me to aspire to and he IS THE LAST WORD IN MUSIC, along with BOB DYLAN, although there are obvious differences.
I don't care about "todays" standards, because there ARE NO STANDARDS today in the current lost trash generation.




lyrics to die for | Reviewer: pelorus | 9/17/09

This is poetry, forget the sophomore comment. Remember these are lyrics to a song, poetic none the less and when you write a song there are no rules to metaphor or lyrical limitation. He felt these were the appropriate sentiments to get his story across to the listener and he sure did!

after four decades...every critic can be an expert | Reviewer: Anonymous | 8/19/09

I guess one could say the same thing about Shakespeare: too wordy. But neither Shakespeare nor Gentle On My Mind should be called a "flawed masterpiece." For its time, as well as ours, its beautiful. It's one thing to critique the lyrics by themselves, it's another thing to critique the whole song. Granted, the lyrics seem to come from a guy who is harsh, gruff and odd, even hard to accept -- he's a COMPLEX DUDE. But his masterful poetry, his elegant intellect, his love of words and women are to be admired! And that special lady who keeps haunting his travels, that is a woman every guy would love to have:) The whole song is winsome, lovely, beautifully lonesome and a perfect masterpiece that we're blessed to hear.

Overly Critical | Reviewer: Anonymous | 1/26/08

For starters, this is an UN-flawed masterpiece, given the genre it was written. It is easy in the year 2007 (2008) to criticize something that was penned over 3 decades prior.

And while, admittedly, the song would not "work" in today's pop culture (if a true one still exists), it did work in its time, which is all that matters.

It is by far Campbell's best recording...even "By the Time...Phoenix" is a distant second.

Forget the wonderful imagery... | Reviewer: john | 1/1/08

I understand the 'anon' review, but respectfully differ...indeed there is 10 lbs of imagery shoved into a 5 lb plot, BUT it's all good -really good!...terrific imagery...my problem is with the premise...we have, dare I say, a freighthoppin' hobo who leaves multiple nubile females at the brink...crying to their mama.
Either this guy was mysogynistic, moronic, or a loser of titanic proportions.
The love of his life is there - at his beck and call - but he chooses trainyards, cracklin' cauldrons AND presumably smelly, shiftless, ne'er-do-well dregs over this woman.
I'd love to talk to the late John Hartford about his inspiration!

Nonetheless, the lyrics are extraordinary

An Undisputed Classic....but...... | Reviewer: Anonymous | 9/25/07

A great song, without a doubt...but, dare I say it, somewhat overwritten. The avalanche of descriptions and metaphors, crammed in line after line, is a bit "too much" to anyone who's matured enough to appreciate literary economy. This is the sort of thing that sophomores write in school, and that a good editor will take a robust blue pencil to if it crosses his desk. But of course it's the Dylanesque word-abundance of the song that is also its charm. Overall, it works. Again, a great song, one I love, but one that definitely falls into the category of "flawed masterpiece."

nitpicker as I am | Reviewer: BB_GunJPN | 9/3/07

7th line from the bottom:
I dip my cup of of soup back from a gurgling, crackling cauldron in some train yard

@of is one too many
So the line should go:

I dip my cup of soup back from a gurgling, crackling cauldron in some train yard