Joni Mitchell – Barangrill (Guitar)

Eb                           Db7
Three waitresses all wearing black diamond earrings

Abm                   Eb  
Talking about zombies and Singapore slings

Eb                         Db7
No trouble in their faces, not one anxious voice

Abm               Eb
None of the crazy you get from too much choice

Abm               Eb
The thumb and the satchel or the rented Rolls-Royce

Bbm                               Fm
And you think she knows something by the second refill

Cm                            Gm
You think she's enlightened and she totals your bill

         Abm                            Eb 
You say "Show me the way to Barangrill"

Eb                                     Db7
Well some say it's in service, they say "Humble Makes Pure"

Abm                            Eb 
You're hoping it's near Folly, 'cause you're headed that way for sure

Eb                                    Db7
And you just have to laugh 'cause it's all so crazy

Abm                             Eb 
Ah, her mind's on her boyfriend and eggs over easy

Bbm                      Fm
It's just a trick on you her mirrors and your will

Cm                          Gm 
So you ask the truck driver on the way to the till

                 Abm                Db  Eb
But he's just a slave to Barangrill

Eb                            Db7
The guy at the gas pumps He's got a lot of soul

Abm                              Eb 
He sings Merry Christmas for you just like Nat King Cole

Eb                           Db7
And he makes up his own tune right on the spot

       Abm                                 Eb 
About whitewalls and windshields and this job he's got

Bbm
And you want to get moving and you want to stay still

Cm                                   Bb  
But lost in the moment some longing gets filled

                       Abm   Ebm                         Eb    Bbm
And you even forget to ask:  "Hey, where's Barangrill?"