Chords for Joni Mitchell Live At The Carnegie Hall 1972 for the roses

_ This is another new song
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_ _ [B] _ _ _ _ It's a it's called for the roses that comes from the expression
to run for the roses and
You know that's all but that's [N] when you take this horse
and you know like he comes charging into the finish [B] line and they throw a wreath of flowers around his neck and
_ Then one day they take him out and [Bb] shoot him
It's kind of a macabre thing to say isn't it I guess _
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[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ heard it in the wind [F] last night
_ Sounded like applause
[B] Did you get around resounding for [Bb] your way up here? _
_ _ Seems like many dim years ago
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Since I heard that face to [Ebm] face or seen [Bb] you face to face though, then that I can [Eb] feel [Bb] you here
_ [Bbm] Get these notes on butterflies
Butterflies, [Bb] _ lilacs, plays from girls who just have [Cm] to tell me
_ [Bb] They saw you somewhere _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _ [Fm] _ _
_ In some office sits a poet [F] and he trembles as he [B] sings and he has some guy to
[Bb] circulate his soul around
_ _ On your marquette ribbon runner
[E] [Gm] The caressing rib of [F] motors finally turned like fancy women in 30s [Bb] evening gowns _
Up [Bbm] the charts up to the [Bb] airport
Your name's in the news
Everything's first [Cm] class and the lights go down and it's just you out [Ab] there
Getting [Bb] them to feel
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[Bb] Like that
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_ [F] _ _ [Bb] _ _ Remember the days you used to sit and [E] make up your tunes for [Ebm] Loll and pour your simple [Bb] soul
To the sound _ _
Now you're seen on giant [E] screens and at [Bb] parties for the press [Ebm] and for people who have [Bb] slices of you from the company
_ _ Pass [Bbm] along your latest
_ _ [Bb] Speculation
Who's to know the [Cm] next one in the nest [Ab] will glitter [Bb] found and so
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Yes, I seem ungrateful with my [E] teeth sunk in the [Bb] hand that [Ebm] brings me things I really can't give up just yet
_ _ Now I sit up here the critic, [E] but they introduce [Bb] some band
But [Ebm] they seem so much confetti looking [Bb] at him on my TV set
[Bbm] Or the bar
_ [Bb] You get that taste no worship.
They stop [Cm] bringing all the hell
_ and the
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[Bb] _ _ Riddled in wind last night sounded like applause
[Ebm] _ [Gb] Chilling out and it's [Bb] summer.
No more shiny.
Hardly
_ _ Just the arbutus rustling
[E] _ Bumping off the logs [Bbm] and the moon swept [C] down black water [Bb] like an empty _
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