Chords for Joni Mitchell - For The Roses (Live London 1974)

_ This is another new song
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[F#] _ _ _ It's a it's called for the roses [A#] that comes from the expression
[A#] to run for the roses and
You know what?
That's all but that's when you take this horse and [F#] you know
they comes charging [F] into the finish line and they throw a wreath of [A#] flowers around his neck and
_ Then [F#] one day they take him out and shoot him
[A] _ _ It's kind of a macabre thing to say isn't it?
I _ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _
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heard _ _ [G#m] _ [G] _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ it in the wind last [C#] night
_ [Em] Sounded like applause
[Cm] _ Did you get around resounding for your way up here?
_ _ _ Seems like many dim years ago
_ [Em] Since I heard that face to [G] [Cm] face
seen you face to face
I [G] can feel you here.
[Gm] I get these notes on [G] butterflies and
And lilacs sprays from girls who just have [Am] to tell me
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That they [G] saw you _ somewhere _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ In some office sits a poet [Em] and he _ trembles as he sings
And he [Cm] asks somebody to [G] circulate his soul _ around
_ On your marquerade ribbon runner
_ [Em] The caressing revolvers [G] finally [Cm] tuned like fancy women in [G] thirty evening _ gowns _ _
[Gm] Up the charts, off to the [D] airport, your name's in the news, _ [G] everything's first [Am] class
The lights go down [G] and it's just [F] you up [G] there
Getting in the feel _ _ like that _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ Remember how you used to sit and [C#] you'd make up your [Em] tunes just for love
[Cm] And pour your simple [G] sorrow to the sound hole and you'd _ kneel
And now you're seen on giant screens [Em] and at parties for the press
[Cm] And for people who have slices of [G] you from the company _
_ They toss [Gm] around your latest golden age [G] speculation
Well who's to know [Em] if the next one [G] in the nest [F] will [G] _ _ _ _
blitter for them so _ _ _
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_ _ I guess I seem ungrateful with [Em] my teeth sunk in the hand
[Cm] That brings me these things I really [G] can't give up just yet
_ _ _ Now I sit up here, the critic, and [Em] they introduce some men
But [Gm] they seem so much confetti looking at all that [G] might be said _ _
Oh the power and the glory, it's when you get in the place [G] where the worship feast are [Am] bringing all the _ [G] heaven _ _ _
And the _ words and the _ name _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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Heard it in the wind [Em] last night _ _
Sounded like _ applause
[Cm] Chilly love in the summer, no [Gm] more [C] shiny hot [G] nights
_ It was just the _ Arbutus rust _ [Em] and the bumping of the logs
[Cm] And the moon swept down in black _ _ _ _ _ water _ _ _ _ _
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[G] Like an empty spotlight _ _
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