Chords for Joni Mitchell's 'Coyote' performed by 7 piece band 'Hejira'

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_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ _ No regrets, [G] Coyote.
We just come from such different sets of circumstance.
I'm a [C] full night in the studios in [G] Europe. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ You'll be brushing out of [C]
broodmats' [F] tails _ while the sun is [C] ascending and I'll just be
getting [G] home with my realtory.
[Eb] _ There's no _ [D] comprehending.
_ [G] Just how close to the bone and the skin [C] and the eyes and the lips you can [G] get.
_ And still feel so [F] alone _ and still feel related.
_ _ Like stations [G] in some [C] relay.
You're not a hit and run driver, [Em] _
no, no.
[Eb] _ _ _ Racing the way.
[C] _ You just picked up a hitcher.
A prisoner _ of the white lines on the [G] freeway.
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_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ saw a farmhouse burning [G] down in the middle of nowhere in the middle of the [C] night.
[G] And we rode right past that tragedy till we turned into some roadhouse lights [F] where a
local band was [G] playing.
_ _ _ [F] Locals were kicking and [Cm] shaking on the [G] floor.
And the next thing I [Eb] know, _ _ _ that coyote's at [G] my door.
He pins me in a corner and he won't take [C] no.
He drags me out on the dance [G] floor and we're dancing close and [F] slow.
Now he's got a woman [C] at home.
[F] _ He's got another one down the hall.
He seems to want [C] me anyway.
_ [G] Why do you have to get [Eb] so drunk _ _ and leave me [G] on that way?
You just picked up a hitcher.
A prisoner of the white lines [C] on the freeway. _ _ _
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_ _ [Eb] _ _ I looked a coyote right in the [G] face.
On the road to Belgium and in my old hometown, [C] we went running through [G] the _ whiskleweed.
_ _ _ Chasing some prize [F] battle where a hawk was playing with [Cm] him.
_ [G] _ Coyote was jumping straight [C] up and making [G] passes.
He had eyes like [Eb] _ yours.
_ Under your dark [C] glasses, [G] privately probing the public rooms [C] and peeking through keyholes
and numbered [A] doors.
_ Where the players lick [C] their [F] wounds and take their temporary [C] lovers
and their pills to [F] _ [B] get them through [C] this passion [G] play.
No regrets, [Eb] coyote.
_ _ I just get a [G] thump away.
You just picked up a [D] hitcher.
A prisoner of the white lines on the freeway. _ _ _ _
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_ [Eb] _ _ _ _ Coyote's in the coffee [G] shop, _ staring at a hole in his scrambled eggs.
He picks up my scent on his fingers while [A] he's watching the _ waitress's [C] legs.
He's too far [F] from the Bay of Fondy.
From my balusas and [Em] eagles and tides.
And the air-conditioned [Eb] cubicles.
_ _ And the carbon [D] ribbon rides.
Ah, spelling it out so clear.
_ [C] Either he's gonna [G] have to stand and fight.
[D] Or make his way [F] out of here.
I tried to run away myself.
_ Tried to run away and wrestle with [C] my great big [G] _ ego. _
_ [Eb] _ _ I'm with this flame.
[C] _ You put hip burning in this Eskimo.
In this prisoner. _ _ _
In this hitcher. _ _ _
In the white lines. _ _
In the fine white lines.
[D] In the white lines [C] of the _ _ _ _ _ _ _ freeway.
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