Chords for Joni Mitchell Coyote The Last Waltz

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_ _ Joni Mitchell. _ _ _ _
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[Cm] _ _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] No regrets, Coyote.
_ [G] We just come from such difference as a [C] circumstance.
I'm up all night in the studios in your house.
[G] Early on your reign
[F] You'll be brushing out a brood near steel
While the sun is ascending and [C] I'll just be getting home with my reel [Eb] to reel
So comprehend me
[G] Just how close to the bone and the [C] skin and the eyes and the lips you can get
You [G] still feel so [Bb] alone
And still [F] feel related
Like stations in some relay
[C] A hit and run driver, no, [Eb] no racing away
[G] You just [C] pick up a [G] hitcher
Prisoner of the [C] white lines on the freeway _ _ _
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_ _ [Eb] You saw a farmhouse burning down
[G] In the middle of nowhere in the middle of the [C] night.
We roll right past that tragedy
Then we [G] pulled into some roadhouse [F] lights where a local band was playing
Locals were a-kicking and shaking [C] on the floor
The next thing I know
[Eb] That coyote's at my [G] door.
He pins me in a corner and he won't take [C] no
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.
He seems to want [C] me anyway
Why'd you have to get so [Eb] drunk?
Lead me [C] on that way.
[G] [C] You just picked up a [G] hitcher
Prisoner of the white [C] lines on the freeway _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] I
Looked at coyote right in the [G] face
On the road to Valgenny near my old [C] hometown.
He went running through the whisker.
We
[G] Chasing some prize [F] down and a hawk was playing with him
Coyote was jumping straight up and [C] making passes.
He had those same eyes [Eb] just like yours
under your dark [G] glasses
Privately probing the public [C] rooms and peeking through keyholes in number doors
[G] where the players
_ [Bb] _ [F] Temporary lovers and their pills and powders to get [C] them through this passion play
No [Eb] regrets coyote.
I
Just get off up [G] a ways.
You just picked up a hitcher the prisoner of the white [C] lines
on the freeway _ _ _
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_ _ [Eb] I
Odds in the coffee shop
[G] He's staring a hole in his scrambled [C] eggs.
He picks up my scent on his fingers
While he's [G] watching the waitresses [F] ladies too far from the Bay of Fundy
Mappaloosa's and [C] eagles and tides
the air [Eb]-conditioned cubicles and the
Carbon-ribbon [C] rise I'm spelling it out.
So clear either he's gonna have to stand and fight
[G] Take off out of [F] here
Run away myself
Run away and wrestle with [C] my ego
_ [Eb] Come with this flame
[G] You put her in this Eskimo
in this picture
in this [C] prisoner
of the fine white line
[C] of the white line _ _ Free _ _ _
Way _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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