Joanna Newsom – Good Intentions Paving Company (Guitar)
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C F Twenty miles left to the show Am F Hello, my old country, hello C G Stars are just beginning to appear D And I have never in my life before been here C F And it's my heart, not me, who cannot drive Am F At which conclusion you arrived C G Watching me sit here bolt upright and cry Dm For no good reason at the Eastering sky C And the tilt of this strange nation Bb And the will to remain for the duration Am Waving the flag Bb Feeling it drag C Like a bump on a bump on a log, baby Bb Like I'm in a fist fight with a fog, baby Am Step-ball-change and a pirouette Bb And I regret, I regret G How I said to you, "honey, just open your heart" F C When I've got trouble even opening a honey jar Bb And that right there is where we are... C F And I been 'fessing double fast Am F Addressing questions nobody asked C G I'll get this joy off of my chest at last Dm And I will love you 'til the noise has long since passed
(same as just above)
And I did not mean to shout, just drive
Just get us out, dead or alive
A road too long to mention, lord, it's something to see!
Laid down by the good intentions paving company
C All the way to the thing we've been playing at, darlin' Bb I can see that you're wearing your staying hat, darlin' Am For the time being all is well Bb Won't you love me a spell?
(same as just above)
This is blindness beyond all conceiving
Well, behind us the road is leaving, yeah, leaving
And falling back
Like a rope gone slack
G Well, I saw straight away that the lay was steep F C But I fell for you, honey, as easy as falling asleep Bb And that right there is the course I keep... C D And no amount of talking F C Is going to soften the fall Bb F But, like after the rain, step out G Am Of the overhang, that's all
It had a nice a ring to it
When the ol' opry house rang
So with a solemn auld lang
Signed, sealed, delivered, I sang
And there is hesitation
And it always remains
Concerning you, me,
And the rest of the gang
And in our quiet hour
I feel I see everything
And am in love with the hook
Upon which everyone hangs
And I know you meant to show the extent
To which you gave a goddang
You ranged real hot and real cold but I'm sold
I am home on that range
Bb F And I do hate to fold G Am Right here at the top of my game Bb F When I've been trying with my whole heart and soul G Am To stay right here in the right lane Bb F But it can make you feel over and old G Am Lord, you know it's a shame Bb F When I only want for you to pull over and hold me G Am 'Til I can't remember my own name