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#Date: Tue, 5 Sep 1995 20:59:59 -1000
#From: Harlan L Thompson
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#COYOTE- Joni Mitchell
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#Tuning: C G D F C E
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[Dm11/C] [Dm11/C] [Dm11/C] [Dm11/C]
N[Dm9/Eb]o regrets Coyote, w[Fmaj9/G]e just come from such different sets of cir[Dm11/C]cumstance
I’m up all night in the studio[Dm11/C] while you’re up [Am11/G]early on your ranch
You’ll b[Gm11/F]e brushing out a brood mare’s tail w[Gm11/F]hile the sun is ascending
And I’ll just be getting home with my [Dm11/C]reel to reel,[Dm9/Eb] there’s no comprehending
[Fmaj9/G]Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes and the lips
You can[Dm11/C] get and[Am11/G] still feel so alone, [Gm11/F]and still feel related
[Gm11/F]Like stations in some relay, you’re not a
Hit and run driver[Dm11/C] no, no, [Dm9/Eb]racing away
[Fmaj9/G]You just picked up a hitcher, a prisoner of the white lines on the freeway [Dm11/C]
[Dm11/C] [Dm11/C] [Dm11/C] [Dm11/C]
We saw a farmhouse burning down, in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the night
And we rolled right past that tragedy, till we rolled into some roadhouse lights
Where a local band was playin’, locals were kickin’ and shakin’ on the floor
The next thing I know that Coyote’s at my door
He pins me in the corner and he won’t take “No!”
He drags me out on the dance floor and we’re dancin’ close and slow
Now he’s got a woman at home, he’s got another woman down the hall
And he seems to want me anyway
Why’d you have to get so drunk and lead me on that way
You just picked up a hitcher, a prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
I looked the Coyote right in the face on the road to Baljennie near my old home town
He went runnin’ through the whisker wheat, chasin’ some prize down
And a hawk was playin with him, Coyote was jumpin’ straight up and makin’ passes
He had those same eyes just like yours under your dark glasses
Privately probing the public rooms, peeking through keyholes in numbered doors
Where the players lick their wounds and take their temporary lovers
And their pills and powders to get them through this passion play
No regrets Coyote, I just get off up aways
You just picked up a hitcher, a prisoner of the white lines on the freeway
Coyote’s in the coffee shop, he’s staring a hole in his scrambled eggs
He picks up my scent on his fingers while he’s watching the waitresses legs
He’s too far from the Bay of Fundy, Appaloosas and eagles and tides
And the air conditioned cubicles and the carbon ribbon rides
Are spelling it out so clear
Either he’s gonna have to stand and fight or take off out of here
I tried to run away myself, to run away and wrestle with my ego
And with this flame, you put here in this Eskimo
In this hitcher, in this prisoner, of the fine white lines
Of the white lines on the free, free way
CHORDS:
[Dm11/C] [Dm9/Eb] [Fmaj9/G] [Am11/G] [Gm11/F]

E --0------0------0-------0-------7-----7-----5-----5-----|
C --0------2------0-------0-------7-----7-----5-----5-----|
F --0------2------0-------2-------7-----9-----5-----7-----|
D --0------2------0-------3-------7-----9-----5-----7-----|
G --0------0------5-------0-------7-----7-----5-----5-----|
C --0------0------3---------------7-----7-----5-----5-----|

NOTE: This is just a cleaned up, lyrics added version of what Howard
Wright posted before.

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From the album ‘Blue’
Tabbed by Howard Wright
spxhaw@uk.ac.cf.thor
The original has a dulcimer part playing the intro, and playing chords in
the main part of the song. I’ve tabbed the dulcimer intro bit for guitar
using an alternative tuning. For the main part of the song, the acoustic
(using normal tuning) dominates; I’ve written out chord shapes ( and a bit
of tab) for this, as well as shapes for the ‘dulcimer’ part.
The original acoustic part adds a few noodles on top of the basic chords
(mostly sus4 and sus2 type of things). I’ve tried to include a few of these,
but I havn’t tried to TAB note for note what is played.
The acoustic part is played with a capo at the 3rd fret, so when I
write D I mean play a D shape above the 3rd fret. (The actual
chord would be F)
OK ?
To play the dulcimer part, tune to : F Bb D A C F (no capo used)
Low E up to F
A up to Bb
D – same
G up to A
B up to C
E up to F
h – hammer on
p – pull off
/ – slide
INTRO :

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[G/A]

F-------------------------------------------2---------------------------0--0--
C---4h5p4-0---0--2---2-2---2---2-----0----4---4-----0---0-0---0-0-------2--2--
A-----------0----1---1-1---1-------0------3-----3---0---0-0---0-0-------1--1--
D----------------3---3-3---3------------------------3---3-3---3-3-------------
Bb---------------0---0-0---0------------------------------------------2-2--2--
F---------------------------------------------------0---0-0---0-0-------------

VERSE 1:

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Sitting in a park in Paris France
Reading the news and it [D/F#]sure looks bad
They won’t give peace a chance
[Em/A]That was just a dream some of us had
Still a lot of lands to see
But I [D/F#]wouldn’t want to stay here
It’s too old and [Em/A]cold and settled in its ways here
CHORUS:

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Ah but California
California I’m comin[B7/F#]g home
I’m gonna see the folks I dig
[D/F#]I’ll even kiss a sunset pig
California I’m coming home
[A/G]

E--0h2p0--------2---2--0----------2---3---2-----------------
B--3-----3---3--3---3--3-----3----3---3---3---------3--3----
G----------2----4---4--4-----2----2---2---2---------4--4----
D----------------------------0----0---0---0---------5--5----
A------------------------------------------------0--0--0----
E---------------3---3---------------------------------------

VERSE 2:

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I met a redneck on a Grecian isle
We did the goat dance very well
He gave me back my smile
[Em/A]But he kept my camera to sell
Oh the rogue, the red red rogue
He cooked good omelettes and stews
And I might have stayed on with him there
But my heart cried out for you
CHORUS:

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California
Oh California I’m comi[B7/F#]ng home
Oh make me feel good rock and roll band
[Dsus2/F#]I’m your biggest fan
California I’m coming home

E--0h2p0--------2---2--0-----2----2---3---2-----------
B--3-----3---3--3---3--3-----3----3---3---3-----------
G----------2----4---4--4-----2----2---2---2-----------
D----------------------------0----0---0---0-----------
A----------------------------------------------------
E---------------3---3---------------------------------

MIDDLE 8:

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Oh it gets so lonely
When you’re walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home[D/F#] you read just give you the blues
Just give you the blues
[G/A]

F--------------------------------2---------------------------0--0--
C-----2---2-2---2---2-----0----4---4-----0---0-0---0-0-------2--2--
A-----1---1-1---1-------0------3-----3---0---0-0---0-0-------1--1--
D-----3---3-3---3------------------------3---3-3---3-3-------------
Bb----0---0-0---0------------------------------------------2-2--2--
F----------------------------------------0---0-0---0-0------------

VERSE 3:

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(For the standard tuning acoustic, use the G,E7 and A shapes which are
higher up the neck – I’ve marked them below with a ” )
D G
So I bought me a ticket I caught a plane to Spain
E7
Went to a party down a red dirt road
There were lots of pretty people there
A G D
Reading Rolling Stone reading Vogue
D G
They said how long can you hang around
G E7
I said a week maybe two
A
Just until my skin turns brown
G
And then I’m going home
CHORUS:

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To California
California
I’m coming home[B7/F#]
Oh will you take me as I am
[D/F#]Strung out on another man
California I’m coming home

E--0h2p0--------2---2--0-----2----2---3---2-----------
B--3-----3---3--3---3--3-----3----3---3---3-----------
G----------2----4---4--4-----2----2---2---2-----------
D----------------------------0----0---0---0-----------
A----------------------------------------------------
E---------------3---3---------------------------------

Oh it gets so lonely
When you’re walking
And the streets are full of strangers
All the news of home you read
More about the war and the bloody changes
Oh will you take me as I am
Will you take me as I am
Will you, will you take me as I am
Take me as I am ……
Chord Shapes :

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Standard tuning (acoustic guitar part)
REMEMBER – these are capoed at the 3rd fret
xx0232 3×0003 020100 x02020 3×0013 xx5433
D G E7 A7 Gsus4 G
x21202 x02220 2x023x x02230 x02200 2×0230
[D/F#] [Dsus2/F#] x32010 x02030 x0543x x0200x 2x120x xx2434
C A7sus4 G/A Em/A B7/F# E7
xx7655
A
Alternative tuning (Dulcimer part)

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Just to keep things simple I’ll keep the same chord names as for
the standard tuning guitar part. In actual fact, the dulcimer chords
are all in F, but since the acoustic guitar is played in D with
a capo on the 3rd fret, it’s also effectively playing in F, although
all the chord names are written in D. So to make it easy (I hope!)
I’ll write all the chords as though it were in D.
If you can’t understand what the fuck I’m on about, mail me and I’ll try
to explain.
I havn’t tabbed all the chords, but these are the basic ones.
(I’ll write ‘b’ for the Bb string to save space)
023000 xx3354 x03120 x03555 243222 x22102
xx0321 x03130 4×3000 x2x120
[D/F#] [G/A]

D ---------

#

B ---------

#

G ---------

#

D -------0-

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G -0-6-8---

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G ---------

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#Gsus4GG6b5Gb5G/Cm
#Open GC/GOpen G
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#Pattern 1
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I heard it in the wind last night
It sounded like ap-plause
[G/Cm] Did you get a round resounding
Open G C/GOpen G – Pattern 1
For you way up here?
Seems like many dim years ago
Since I heard that face to face or
[G/Cm] Seen you face to face
Open G C/GOpen G
Though tonight I can feel you here
Pattern 1 Gm7sus4
I get these notes on butterflies and
Gsus4 Open G
Lilac sprays from girls who just have to
Tell me the[F/G]y saw you [F/G]some-where
F/GG7 (3x)
F/GF6/G
In some office sits a poet
And he trembles as he sings
And he asks some guy
To circulate his soul around
On your mark red ribbon runner
The caressing rev of motors
Finely tuned like fancy women
In thirties evening gowns
Up the charts, off to the airport
Your names in the news
Everythings first class
The lights go down, and
Its just you up there
Getting them to feel like that
Remember the days when you used to sit
And make up your tunes for love
And pour your simple sorrow
To the soundhole and your knee
And now youre seen on giant screens
And at parties for the press
And for people who have slices of you
From the company
They toss around your latest golden egg
Speculation- well, whos to know
If the next one in the nest
Will glitter for them so
I guess I seem ungrateful
With my teeth sunk in the hand
That brings me things
I really cant give up just yet
Now I sit up here, the critic
And they introduce some band
But they seem so much confetti
Looking at them from my TV set
Oh, the power and the glory
Just when youre getting a taste for worship
They start bringing out the hammers
And the boards and the nails
I heard it in the wind last night
It sounded like applause
Chilly now, end of summer
No more shiny hot nights
It was just the arbutus rustling
And the bumping of the logs
And the [G/Cm]moon swept down black water
Open G
Like an emp- -ty spotlight

[D/A] [D/A]

My old man
He’s a singer in the pa[D/A]rk[D/A]
He’s a walker in the rain
He’s a dancer in the dark
We don’t need no piece of paper
From the city hall
Keeping us tied and t[D/E]rue
My old man
[D/E]Keeping away my blu[D/A]es[D/A]

He’s my sunshine in the morning
He’s my fireworks at the [D/A]end of the day[D/A]
He’s the warmest chord I ever heard
Play that warm chord, play and stay baby
We don’t need no piece of paper
From the city hall
Keeping us tied and [D/E]true
My old man
[D/E]Keeping away my blu[D/A]es[D/A]

[C-Part]

But when he’s gone
Me and them lonesome blues collide
The bed’s too big
The frying pan’s too wide[D/A]

Then he comes home
And he takes me in[D/A] his loving arms[D/A]
And he tells me all his troubles
And he tells me all my charms
We don’t need no piece of paper
From the city hall
Keeping us tied and [D/E]true
My old man
[D/E]Keeping away my blu[D/A]es[D/A]

[C-Part]

But when he’s gone
Me and them lonesome blues collide
The bed’s too big
The frying pan’s too wide[D/A]

My old man
He’s a singer in the pa[D/A]rk[D/A]
He’s a walker in the rain
He’s a dancer in the dark
We don’t need no piece of paper
From the city hall
Keeping us tied and [D/E]true
My old man
[D/E]Keeping away my lonesome[D/A] blues[D/A]

[D/A] [D/A] [D/A]
[D/A] [D/A] [D/A]

(Verse)
Help me, I think I’m falling,
In love too fast.
It’s got me hoping for the future, And worrying about the past,
‘Cause I’ve seen some hot, hot blazes come down in smoking ash.
We love our lovin’,
Not like we love our freedom.

(Bridge)
Didn’t it feel good, just sitting there talking, Or lying there not talking, didn’t it feel good?
You danced with the lady with a hole in her stocking.
Didn’t it feel good? Didn’t it feel good?
Didn’t it feel good? Didn’t it feel good?
Didn’t it feel good? Didn’t it feel good?

(Verse)
Help me, I think I’m falling,
in love with you,
Are you going to make me go there by myself? That’s such a lonely thing to do.
Both of us flirting around, flirting, and flirting, hurting, too.
We love our lovin’,
Not like we love our freedom.

I hired a coach to take me from confusion to the plane
And though we shared a common space I know I’ll never meet again
The driver with his eyebrows furrowed in the rear-view mirror
I read his name and it was plainly written Nathan La Franeer
I asked him would he hurry
But we crawled the canyons slowly
Through the buyers and the sellers
Through the burglar bells and the wishing wells
With gangs and girly shows
The ghostly garden grows

(Verse 2)

The cars and buses bustled thru the bedlam of the day
I looked through window-glass at streets and Nathan grumbled at the grey
I saw an aging cripple selling Superman balloons
The city grated through chrome-plate
The clock struck slowly half-past-noon
Through the tunnel tiled and turning
Into daylight once again I am escaping

Once again goodbye
To symphonies and dirty trees
With parks and plastic clothes
The ghostly garden grows

(Verse 3)

He asked me for a dollar more
He cursed me to my face
He hated everyone who paid to ride
And share his common space
I picked my bags up from the curb
And stumbled to the door
Another man reached out his hand
Another hand reached out for more
And I filled it full of silver
And I left the fingers counting
And the sky goes on forever
Without meter maids and peace parades

You feed it all your woes
The ghostly garden grows
You feed it all your woes
The ghostly garden grows

A: 002220
A/B: 022220
A7Sus4: 002030
Bm7: 024232
C/D: 000010
D: 000232
D/G: 3XX232
Dm7: 000211
E: 022100
Esus4: 022200
E/F#: 2XX100
F#m7: 2XX220
G: 3X0003
G/A: 003211

[-] [D/G] [-]
everything [D/G]comes and goes
marked by lovers [G/A]and styles of clothes
things that you [D/G]held high and told your[E/F#]self were true
[E/F#]lost or changin’ as th[G/A]e days come down to you

down to you, [D/G] constant stranger;
you’re[G/A] a kind person, you’re a cold person too
it’s down to you[D/A]

you go down to the pick-[C/D]up station
cravin’ warmth and beauty
you settle for less than fa[C/D]scination;
a few drinks later you’re not so choosy

when the closing lights strip off [C/D]the shadows
on this strange new flesh you found
clutching the night to you [C/D]like a fig leaf,
you hurry to the blackness and the blankets
A7Sus4
to lay down an impression and your loneliness

Bm7 ‘ A/B ‘ Bm7 ‘ A/B ‘ E ‘ Bm7

in the morning there are [D/G]lovers in the street
they look so high;
you brush against a stranger and you [G/A]both apologize
old friends seem in[D/G]diff’rent;
you must have [E/F#]brought that on
old bonds have broke[G/A]n down; love is gone
oh, love is gone
written on your [D/G]spirit the sad song
love is gone[G/C][D/G]

everything [D/G]comes and goes;
pleasure moves on too early
[G/A]and trouble leaves too slow

just when you’r[D/G]e thinkin’
you’ve fin'[E/F#]lly got it made
[E/F#]bad news comes knockin’
[G/A]at your garden gate

knockin’ for you, [D/G] constant stranger;
you’re [G/A]a brute, you’re an angel
you can crawl, you can fly too
it’s down to you
it [D/A]all comes down to you

e|–x-x-x—x–x–|–x-x–x–x–x–x–|
B|—————-|–0-0–2–0–2–0–|
G|—————-|–0-0–2–0–2–0–|
D|–2-2-4—7–9–|–0-0–2–0–2–0–|
A|–0-0-2—5–7–|–0-0–0–0–0–0–|
E|—————-|–0-0–0–0–0–0–|

[Verse 1]
[B/A]Up in a sterilised room where they let you be (Intro) la-a-zy.
[D/A]Knowing your attitude’s all wrong and you got to change and that’s not (Intro) ea-sy.
Dragon shining with all values known. (short riff)
Dazzling you keeping your from your own. (short riff)
[D/A]Where is the lion in you to defy him when you’re this weak and this (Intro) spa-cy?

[Verse 2]
[B/A]So what are you going to do about it? You can’t live life and you can’t (Intro) leave it.
[D/A]Advice and religion – you can’t take it. You can’t seem to (Intro) believe it.
The peacock is afraid to parade.
You’re under the thumb of the maid.
You [D/A]really can’t give love in this condition. Still you know how you (Intro) need it

[Chorus 1]
They open and close [Emaj7/G#]you and they talk like they know you, they don’t know you.
They’re friends and they’re foes t[Emaj7/G#]oo. Trouble child
Bsus B4 E E9+7 arpeggio Intro
breaking like the waves at Malibu

[Verse 3]
So [B/A]why does it come as such a shock to know you really have (Intro) no one?
[D/A]Only a river of changing faces looking for an (Intro) ocean
They trickle through your leaky plans
another dream over the dam
And you’re [D/A]lying in some room feeling like your right to be human is going over too.

[Chorus 2]
Well, some are going to knock [Emaj7/G#]you,
[Emaj7/G#]and some’ll try an’ clock you.
You know it’s really hard to talk sense to [Emaj7/G#]you, Trouble child
Bsus B4 E E9+7 arpeggio Intro
breaking like the waves at Malibu

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#>From phil@hpmsfpb.sj.hp.com Fri Jul 24 07:24 PDT 1992
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# This is normally a piano song, at least it was when Joni originally
# did it on an early album. But this is from a David Crosby version
# from the “Alies” album. Typed from memory. Mea culpa if there’s any
# errors. Phil-
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# Real Good For Free
# Joni Mitchell
#
#
# intro: C G D G C D
I slept last night in a good hotel
I went shopping today for jewels
The wind rushed around in the dirty town
And the children let out from the schools
I was standing on a noisy corner
Waiting for the walking green
Across the street he stood, and he played real good
On his clarinet for free

Now me, I play for fortunes
And the velvet curtain calls
I got a black limosine and a few gentlemen
Escorting me to these halls
And I’ll play if you have the money
Or if you’re a friend to me
But the one-man-band by the quick lunch stand
He was playing real good for free

Nobody stopped to hear him
Though he played so sweet and high
They knew he had never been on their TV
So they passed his good music by
I meant to go over and ask for a song
Maybe put on a harmony
I heard his refrain as that signal changed
He was still playing real good for free

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>>CAP0 2ND FRET.
Chords (in relation to capo):
C: X32010
Cmaj7: X32000
D: XX0232
D/E: 000232
Em: 022000
Em (in verses 1&4): 0XX342
Em7: 0X0433
Eb: X54030
F: XX3211
F/D: XX0121
G: 320003
Gsus2: 3X0203
Gm7/D: XX0675

Intro: Em ‘ D ‘ C (3x)
Cmaj7 ‘ Em

Papa’s faith i[D/E]s people,
Mama, she believes in cleanin’.
[Gm7/D] Papa'[F/D]s faith is in p[Gm7/D]eo- – -ple,
[F/D] [Gm7/D] [F/D] [Gm7/D] [F/D]

Ma- -ma, she’s al- – – – – -ways clea- – – -nin’.

Papa brought home the sugar,
Mama taught me the dee[Gm7/D]- – -per meanin’.

F/D ‘ Gm7/D ‘ Gsus2 ‘ G ‘ Cmaj7

[Gm7/D]She don’t like m[F/D]y kick-pleat skirt,
Eb Gm7/D F/D ‘ Gm7/D ‘ F/D
She don’t like my eyelids pain-ted green
She don’t like me stayin[D/E]’ up late in my high-heeled sho[D/E]es,
Livin’ for that rock-n’-r[D/E]oll dancin’ scene.
[D/E] Papa says, ’Leave the girl alone mother,
She’s lookin’ like a Mo- – vie Queen.’

[Gm7/D]Mama thinks she [F/D]spoilt me.
Eb Gm7/D F/D ‘ Gm7/D ‘ F/D
Papa knows somehow he set me free
Mama thinks she spoilt me [D/E]rotten
She blames herself[D/E]
But Papa, he [D/E] blesses me.
[D/E] It’s a rough road to travel, Mama
Let go now, it's always called for me.

Some-times I get that [D/E]feeling
And I want to settle and raised a child up with somebody.
[Gm7/D] I [F/D]get that strong long[Gm7/D]- – -ing
And I [F/D]want to [Gm7/D]set- tle and [F/D]raise a child[Gm7/D] up with som[F/D]ebody
But it passes like the summer
I’m a wild seed again, let the wind carry me.

Gm7/D ‘ F/D ‘ Gm7/D ‘ Gsus2 ‘ G ‘ Cmaj7