Chords for Joni Mitchell - Don't Interrupt The Sorrow

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[Dm] _ Don't [G] interrupt the _ sorrow, _ _ _ _ _ darn right, [Dm] _ [G] in flames our prophet witches, _ _ people like _
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room full [Bb] of glasses.
_ _ He says, you're [G] not just liberation [F] doll, _ [G] [C] and he chains me with [G] that serpent through
that _ Ethiopian _ wall. _ _ _ _ _
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Anima rising, _ _ queen _ of _ queens, [F] _ _ [Dm] _
wash my guilt [G] with Eden, wash and balance me.
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_ _ _ [Bb] _ Rising, _ _ uprising [Eb] in me [C] tonight, [F] _
she's a vengeful [G] little goddess with an ancient crown to bite. _ _ _ _
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[F] _ _ [G] Truth goes up in _ _ vapors, _ steeples _ lean, _ _ winds of change, _ _ patriarchs, snug in your bible belt _ [Eb] creased.
God goes up the chimney [Fm] _ _ [Bb] like childhood Santa [C] Claus, [F] the good [G] [C] slaves love the good [Bb] books,
[G] a rebel loves the cows.
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_ _ _ I'm living on the 115, _ _ _ _ you're darn right, _ _ _ [D] _ since I was [C]
17 [G] I've had no one over _ _ me.
He [Ab] says, _ _ _ _
[Bb] _ amazing, _ _ _ _ [Eb]
so [C] are [F] us.
_ [Gm] _ Petrified wood [G] processed, called timber, down to rock. _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Don't interrupt the sorrow, [Gm] _ _ [G] _ _ _
darn right.
He says, [F] we [G]
walked on the _ moon, people like, _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ don't interrupt the _ sorrow.
[Bb] _ Death and birth and death and birth [C] and death and birth.
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He said, bring that bottle kindly and [Dm] I'll pat [G] your _ purse.
_ I've got [F] a head full [G] of quandary [Gm] and a mighty, [G] mighty, mighty thirst.
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17 glasses, _ rye and _ wine, [F] _ milk of the [C] Madonna, _ [G] _
_ _ clandestine. _ _ _ _
_ [Eb] He don't let up the _ [F] sorrow, [Bb] _ _ he lies and he [G] cheats.
[F] _ It takes [G] a heart like Mary's these days when your man gets weak. _ _
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