Raised on Robbery Chords by Joni Mitchell

[C] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ He was sitting in the lounge of the Empire Hotel.
He was drinking for diversion, he was thinking for himself.
A little money riding on the maple leaves.
Along comes a lady in lacy [F] sleeves.
She said, let me sit down, you know, bringing all [C] the shades,
the shades, the bright shades.
[G] Look at _ [F] _ _ _ [C] the lovely _ gaze. _ _ _ _
[F] _ Hey honey, you got lots of cash.
Bring us some and we'll have some laughs. _
[Bb] He was trying to drink and I [G] was raised on [Dm] _
[C] _ robbery. _ _ _ _ _
_ A _ [G] _ _ _ [F] _
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pretty good cook, sitting on my [C] grocery.
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G] Come on my kitchen, [F] I'll show you my best [C]
recipe.
_ _ _ _ _ [F] I try and I try but I can't save a cent.
I'm a bad cook, _ trying to make my rent.
[Bb]
I'm rough but I'm [Dm] peace [G] and I was raised on _ [C] _
robbery. _ _ _ _ _ _
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] He had a little money once, he was pushing through a four [C]-layer _ _ _ ring.
But [G] I've got three thousand, [F] my aunt here should have seen it flying.
[C] _
_ _ _ _ _ First he bought [F] a fifty-seventh his gain, he bought it in the ditch.
He'd run the whole arrest, that son of a bitch.
_ [Bb]
His blood, fat, whiskey, [G] I was raised on [F] _
[Cm] robbery.
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_ _ _ _ _ _ [F] You ain't bad, I like the way you [C] hold your dreams.
_ _ _ [G] Come home with me honey, [F] I ain't asking for no [Cm]
fooling _ _ [C] fees.
_ _ [F] _
Hey where you _ _ [Bb] going, oh yeah, [F]
the glass ain't empty and we just met.
[Bb] Call me when [F] you're loaded, [G] I was raised on [C]
robbery. _ _ _ _ _ _ _
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