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Joni Mitchell : Misc

  1. Both Sides, Now
  2. Cactus Tree
    +1
  3. Chelsea Morning
  4. Song To A Seagull
  5. You Turn Me On, I'm A Radio

Both Sides, Now
1969

Tuning: DADF#AD (Open D)
From the album Clouds
D* 000000 D** 004300
Gadd9 020100 D*** 000304
Asus4 040300 A7sus4** 000102
A7sus4* 002100
A7sus4 riff:
D-|------------------|
A-|--0---------------|
F#|--1---------------|
D-|--2--0------------|
A-|--0----3-2-0------|
D-|------------3-0---|
D*
Gadd9
D*
Gadd9
x2
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
D**
D*
Rows and flows of angel hair
Gadd9
D*
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
D**
And ice cream castles in the air
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
And feather canyons everywhere
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
Riff
I've looked at clouds that way
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
D**
D*
But now they only block the sun
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
D**
They rain and snow on every one
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
So many things I would have done
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
Riff
But clouds got in my way
D***
A7sus4**
Gadd9
D**
D*
I've looked at clouds from both sides now
Gadd9
D*
Gadd9
D*
From up and down, and still somehow
Asus4
Gadd9
A7sus4*
D*
It's clouds' illusions I recall
Asus4
Gadd9
D*
A7sus4*
D*
I really don't know clouds at all (
D*
)
Gadd9
D*
Asus4
Gadd9
D*
Moons and Junes and ferris wheels The dizzy dancing way you feel As every fairy tale comes real I've looked at love that way But now it's just another show You leave 'em laughing when you go And if you care, don't let them know Don't give yourself away I've looked at love from both sides now From give and take, and still somehow It's love's illusions I recall I really don't know love at all Tears and fears and feeling proud To say "I love you" right out loud Dreams and schemes and circus crowds I've looked at life that way But now old friends are acting strange They shake their heads, they say I've changed Something's lost but something's gained In living every day I've looked at life from both sides now From win and lose, and still somehow It's life's illusions I recall I really don't know life at all

Cactus Tree
1968

Tuning: DADF#AD (Open D)
Capo:
IV
A/d 04030x D/a x04204
G/d 020100 A7* x02102 (no 3rd)
A/d
G/d
A/d
G/d
A/d
G/d
There's a man who's been out sailing in a decade full of dreams
A/d
G/d
D/a
A7*
And he takes her to his schooner and he treats her like a queen
A/d
G/d
A/d
G/d
Bearing beads from California with their amber stones and green
G/d
D
G/d
D
He has called her from the harbor, he has kissed her with his freedom
G/d
D
G/d
A7*
He has heard her off to starboard, in the breaking and the breathing
D/a
A7*
A/d
G/d
D
G/d
D
Of the water weeds, while she was busy being free There's a man who's climbed a mountain and he's calling out her name And he hopes her heart can hear three thousand miles, he calls again He can think her there beside him, he can miss her just the same He has missed her in the forest while he showed her all the flowers And the branches sang the chorus as he climbed the scaly towers Of a forest tree, while she was somewhere being free There's a man who's sent a letter and he's waiting for reply He has asked her of her travels, since the day they said goodbye He writes, wish you were beside me, we can make it if we try He has seen her at the office, with her name on all his papers Through the sharing of the profits he will find it hard to shake her From his memory, and she's so busy being free There's a lady in the city and she thinks she loves them all There's the one who's thinking of her, there's the one who sometimes calls There's the one who writes her letters with his facts and figures scrawl She has brought them to her senses, they have laughed inside her laughter Now she rallies her defenses, for she fears that one will ask her For eternity, and she's so busy being free There's a man who sends her medals, he is bleeding from the war There's a jouster and a jester and a man who owns a store There's a drummer and a dreamer, and you know there may be more She will love them when she sees them, they will lose her if they follow And she only means to please them and her heart is full and hollow Like a cactus tree, while she's so busy being free

Chelsea Morning
1969

Tuning: DADF#AD (Open D)
Capo:
II
From the album Clouds
D7sus2 000A0A Dsus4/f 300100 A11/d 002100
D(2) 000C0C Dadd2/e 202000 Gadd9/d 020100
Dmaj7 044300 D6b9 000909 Dsus4/e 200100
D 000000 G 555555 A 777777
D7sus4 030100 G6/9 022100
D7sus2
D6b9
D7sus2
D6b9
D7sus2
D(2)
D7sus2
D(2)
D7sus2
Woke up it was a Chelsea morning and the first thing that I heard
G
Dmaj7
G6/9
D
Was a song outside my window and the traffic wrote the words
G
Dmaj7
G6/9
A11/d
It came ringing up like Christmas bells and rapping up like pipes and drums
D7sus4
Gadd9/d
Oh, won't you stay? We'll put on the day
Dsus4/f
Dsus4/e
D
And we'll wear it till the night comes
D
A11/d
D
Woke up it was a Chelsea morning and the first thing that I saw Was the sun through yellow curtains and a rainbow on my wall Red, green and gold to welcome you, crimson crystal bells to beckon Oh, won't you stay? We'll put on the day There's a sun show every second
D
A11/d
D
D
Dadd2/e
D
G
Dmaj7
G6/9
D
Now the curtain opens on a portrait of today
G
Dmaj7
And the streets are paved with passers-by
G6/9
Dmaj7
And pigeons fly and papers lie
G
G6/9
Waiting to blow away
D7sus2
D6b9
D7sus2
D6b9
D7sus2
D(2)
Woke up it was a Chelsea morning and the first thing that I knew There was milk and toast and honey and a bowl of oranges too And the light poured in like butterscotch and stuck to all my senses Oh, won't you stay? we'll put on the day And we'll talk in present tenses
D
Dsus4/b
D
D
Dadd2/e
D
G
Dmaj7
G6/9
D
When the curtain closes and the rainbow runs away
G
Dmaj7
I will bring you incense owls at night
G6/9
Dmaj7
G
A
By candle light, by jewel light if only you will stay
Dmaj7
G6/9
Pretty baby won't you
D7sus2
D(2)
Wake up, it's a Chelsea morning

Song To A Seagull
1968

Tuning: CGCGCE (Open C)
From the album Song to a Seagull
Fly silly seabird, no dreams can possess you No voices can blame you for sun on your wings My gentle relations have names they must call me For loving the freedom of all flying things My dreams with the seagulls fly, out of reach, out of cry I came to the city and lived like old Crusoe On an island of noise in a cobblestone sea And the beaches were concrete and the stars paid a light bill And the blossoms hung false on their store window trees My dreams with the seagulls fly, out of reach, out of cry Out of the city and down to the seaside To sun on my shoulders and wind in my hair But sandcastles crumble and hunger is human And humans are hungry for worlds they can't share My dreams with the seagulls fly, out of reach, out of cry I call to the seagull who dives to the waters And catches his silver-fine dinner alone Crying where are the footprints that danced on these beaches And the hands that cast wishes that sunk like a stone My dreams with the seagulls fly, out of reach, out of cry

You Turn Me On, I'm A Radio
1972

Tuning: DADF#AD (Open D)
Capo:
I
Harp:
D
[or
Eb
with capo]
From the album For the Roses
D5 050300 G*/d 020100 -> 030100 (grace note)
Dmaj7 040300 G* 555555 -> G7 575555 (shuffle)
G/d 020100 D* 004304
A7sus4 X02100 D 000000
 |
D5
|
Dmaj7
|
G/d
|
A7sus4
|
x2
D5
Dmaj7
If you're drivin' into town with a dark cloud above you
G/d
A7sus4
Dial in the number who's bound to love you
D*
D
D*
D
G*/d
D*
D
D*
Oh, honey, you turn me on, I'm a radio
G/d
D*
D
D*
D
G*/d
D*
D
D*
I'm a country station, I'm a little bit corny
G/d
G*
I'm a wildwood flower wavin' for you
G*
D
D
D*
D
G*/d
D
A broadcasting tower wavin' for you
D5
A7sus4
And I'm sendin' you out this signal here
D5
A7sus4
I hope you can pick it up loud and clear I know you don't like weak women, you get bored so quick And you don't like strong women, 'cause they're hip to your tricks It's been dirty for dirty down the line But you know I come when you whistle when you're lovin' and kind But if you've got too many doubts If there's no good reception for me then tune me out 'Cause honey, who needs the static? It hurts the head And you wind up crackin' and the day goes dismal
G*
From "Breakfast Barney" to the sign-off prayer What a sorry face you get to wear I'm gonna tell you again now if you're still listenin' there
D5
Dmaj7
If you're drivin' into town with a dark cloud above you
G/d
A7sus4
Dial in the number who's bound to love you If you're lyin' on the beach with a transistor going Kick off the sand flies, honey, the love's still flowing If your head says, "Forget it!" but your heart's still smokin' Call me at the station, the lines are open |
D5
|
Dmaj7
|
G/d
|
A7sus4
| ...
"Doo-doo" and harp to fade