Joni Mitchell – The Gallery (Guitar)

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When I first saw your gallery

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I liked the ones of ladies

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Then you began to hang up me

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You studied to portray me

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In ice and greens

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And old blue jeans

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And naked in the roses

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Then you got into funny scenes

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That all your work discloses

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"Lady, don't love me now I am dead

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I am a saint, turn down your bed

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I have no heart," that's what you said

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You said, "I can be cruel

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But let me be gentle with you"

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Somewhere in a magazine

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I found a page about you

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I see that now it's Josephine

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Who cannot be without you

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I keep your house in fit repair

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I dust the portraits daily

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Your mail comes here from everywhere

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The writing looks like ladies'

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"Lady, please love me now I am dead

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I am a saint, turn down your bed

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I have no heart," that's what you said

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You said, "I can be cruel

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But let me be gentle with you"

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I gave you all my pretty years

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Then we began to weather

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And I was left to winter here

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While you went west for pleasure

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And now you're flying back this way

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Like some lost homing pigeon

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They've monitored your brain, you say

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And changed you with religion

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"Lady, please love me now I was dead

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I am no saint, turn down your bed

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Lady, have you no heart" that's what you said

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Well, I can be cruel

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But let me be gentle with you"

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When I first saw your gallery

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I liked the ones of ladies

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But now their faces follow me

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And all their eyes look shady

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La la la dum dee dee dee dee

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La la da