Joni Mitchell – Coyote (Guitar Intro)
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Chords
just play the Eb chord 665O4X and all will go well
|Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * Eb No regrets Coyote F/G Cadd9 We just come from such different sets of circum stance Cadd9 I'm up all night in the studios G And you're up early on your ranch F You'll be brushing out a broodmare's tail
While the sun is ascending
Cadd9 Eb And I'll just be getting home with my reel-to-reel
There's no comprehending
F/G Cadd9 Just how close to the bone and the skin and the eyes
And the lips you can get
G And still feel so alone F And still feel related
Like stations in some relay
Cadd9 You're not a hit and run driver no no Eb Racing away F6/G You just picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the white lines on the
|Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
freeway
|Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
[Verse 2]
Eb We saw a farmhouse burning down F/G In the middle of nowhere
In the middle of the night
Cadd9 And we rolled right past that tragedy G Till we turned into some road house lights F Where a local band was playing Cadd9 Locals were up kicking and shaking on the floor
And the next thing I know
Eb That coyote's at my door F/G He pins me in a corner and he won't take no Cadd9 He drags me out on the dance floor G And we're dancing close and slow F Now he's got a woman at home
He's got another woman down the hall
Cadd9 He seems to want me anyway F/G Why'd you have to get so drunk Eb And lead me on that way F6/G You just picked up a hitcher
A prisoner of the white lines on the
|Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
freeway
|Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
[Verse 3]
Eb I looked a coyote right in the face F/G Cadd9 On the road to Baljennie near my old home town
He went running thru the whisker wheat
G Chasing some prize down F And a hawk was playing with him Cadd9 Coyote was jumping straight up and making passes F/G He had those same eyes just like yours Eb Under your dark glasses F6/G Cadd9 Privately probing the public rooms
And peeking thru keyholes in numbered doors
G Where the players lick their wounds F And take their temporary lovers Cadd9 F/G And their pills and powders to get them thru this passion play Eb No regrets Coyote
I just get off up aways
F6/G
You just picked up a hitcherA prisoner of the white lines on the
|Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
freeway
|Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
[Verse 4]
Eb Coyote's in the coffee shop F/G Cadd9 He's staring a hole in his scrambled eggs
He picks up my scent on his fingers
G While he's watching the waitresses' legs F He's too far from the Bay of Fundy Cadd9 F/G From appaloosas and eagles and tides Eb And the air conditioned cubicles
And the carbon ribbon rides
F/G Are spelling it out so clear C G Either he's going to have to stand and fight
Or take off out of here
F I tried to run away myself Cadd9 F/G To run away and wrestle with my ego Eb And with this flame F6/G You put here in this Eskimo
In this hitcher
In this prisoner
Of the fine white lines
Cadd9 F/G Of the white lines on the free, free way |Eb |Eb |F/G |F/G |F/G |F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G |Cadd9 |Cadd9 F/G | * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * *
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