"Gentle on my Mind"
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One of my favorite songs of all time. This is Glen Campbell from...well, decades ago.
I've always love John Harford's version. He was the composer, after all. This is pretty damn good. It doesn't showcase Campbell's guitar virtuosity, but it lends credence, and a bit of poignancy to the song.
Link to videoIt's almost the perfect song:
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 are dried upon some lineThat keeps you in the backroads
By the rivers of my memory
That keeps you ever gentle on my mindIt'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 findThat you're moving on the backroads
By the rivers of my memory
And for hours you're just gentle on my mindThough the wheat fields and the clothes lines
And the junkyards and the highways come between us
And some other woman's cryin' 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 'til I'm blindBut not to where I cannot see
You walkin' on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mindI dip my cup of soup back from a gurglin'
Cracklin' caldron in some train yard
My beard a roughening coal pile,
And a dirty hat pulled low across my face
Through cupped hands 'round the tin can
I pretend to hold you to my breast and findThat you're waiting from the backroads
By the rivers of my memories
Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mindLook at how each chorus is just a bit different in each of it's iterations. It keeps your interest, but is just different enough to make you pay attention - "Hey, he didn't say that last time!"
Look at how one of the verses talks about "And the summer sun might burn me 'til I'm blind."
And then...in the chorus, Hartford repeats the familiar refrain, but throwing in that comment from the preceding verse.
"But not to where I cannot see
You walkin' on the backroads
By the rivers flowing gentle on my mind"I love this song.
I'm reminded of Greenberg's lectures on classical music. Nothing happens by accident, be it melody, motif or theme. Hartford proves that by his use of lyrics and imagery.
I fucking love this song.
Poignant, sad, loving and inspirational.
some other woman's cryin' to her mother
'Cause she turned and I was goneYeah, I left someone else because I love YOU so much.
I pretend to hold you to my breast and find
That you're waiting from the backroads
By the rivers of my memories
Ever smilin' ever gentle on my mindAnd, you're just a memory...perhaps. I pretend...
Hartford, alone...
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Glen's daughter joins in harmony...
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@Mik said in "Gentle on my Mind":
It is a truly great song, as are many of Jimmy Webb's.
https://nodebb.the-new-coffee-room.club/topic/10841/galveston?_=1652794023483
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Good stuff still comes out of Nashville, every now and then.
From a little over a decade ago...
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