Joni Mitchell – Amelia (Guitar)

       G
I was driving across the burning desert

       Bb
When I spotted six jet planes

             C         Bm              G       G4   G    
Leaving six white vapor trails across the bleak terrain

          C               Em
It was the hexagram of the heavens

           Bm              Am     G
it was the strings of my guitar

F                    Bb      F
Amelia it was just a false alarm

    G
The drone of flying engines

     Bb
Is a song so wild and blue

             C         Bm                G     G4   G
It scrambles time and seasons if it gets thru to you

          C              Em
Then your life becomes a travelogue

   Bm                 Am    G
Of picture post card charms

F                    Bb      F
Amelia it was just a false alarm

G
People will tell you where they've gone

Bb
They'll tell you where to go

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But till you get there yourself you never really know

      C                     Em
Where some have found their paradise

Bm                   Am    G
Other's just come to harm

    F               Bb          F
Oh, Amelia it was just a false alarm

G
I wish that he was here tonight

Bb
It's so hard to obey

           C       Bm            G    G4  G
His sad request of me to kindly stay away

    C           Em
So this is how I hide the hurt

       Bm                     Am     G
As the road leads cursed and charmed

       F               Bb          F
I tell Amelia it was just a false alarm

G
A ghost of aviation

Bb
She was swallowed by the sky

          C
Or by the sea 

     Bm           G        G4  G             
Like me she had a dream to fly

     C        Em
Like Icarus ascending

   Bm                Am    G
On beautiful foolish arms

F        Bb                     F 
  Amelia   it was just a false alarm

G
Maybe I've never really loved

Bb
I guess that is the truth

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I've spent my whole life in clouds at icy altitudes

    C               Em
And looking down on everything

Bm                   Am   G
  I crashed into his arms

F        Bb                     F 
  Amelia   it was just a false alarm

G
I pulled into the Cactus Tree Motel

Bb
To shower off the dust

      C            Bm                    G     G4   G     
And I slept on the strange pillows of my wanderlust

             C Em
I dreamed of 747s

     Bm        Am     G
Over geometric farms

F               Bb               F
Dreams Amelia - dreams and false alarms