Nathan La Franeer Joni Mitchell
(Intro)
[Gm] [Dm] [Gm] [Dm]
(Verse 1)
[Gm]I hired a coach to take me from con[Dm]fusion to the plane
And though we s[Cm]hared a common space I know I'll nev[G]er meet again
The d[Gm]river with his eyebrows furrowed i[Dm]n the rear-view mirror
I r[Cm]ead his name and it was plainly written N[G]athan La Franeer
I a[Gm]sked him would he hurry
But we cr[D]awled the canyons slowly
Through the b[Dm]uyers and the sellers
Through the bu[C]rglar bells and the wishing we[G]lls[C]
With g[Gm]angs and girly sh[Bb]ows[D7]
The ghostly g[Gm]arden grows
(Verse 2)
The c[Gm]ars and buses bustled thru the bed[Dm]lam of the day
I looked through w[Cm]indow-glass at streets and Nathan gru[G]mbled at the grey
I s[Gm]aw an aging cripple selling Sup[Dm]erman balloons
The city g[Cm]rated through chrome-plate
The clock struck sl[G]owly half-past-noon
Through the t[Gm]unnel tiled and turning
Into d[D]aylight once again I am escapi[Dm]ng
Once again goodbye
To symph[C]onies and dirty tre[G]es[C]
With p[Gm]arks and plastic clo[Bb]the[D7]s
The ghostly g[Gm]arden grows
(Verse 3)
He as[Gm]ked me for a dollar more
He cu[Dm]rsed me to my face
He hated ever[Cm]yone who paid to ride
And sha[G]re his common space
I p[Gm]icked my bags up from the curb
And st[Dm]umbled to the door
Another [Cm]man reached out his hand
Another h[G]and reached out for more
And I f[Gm]illed it full of silver
And I le[D]ft the fingers counting
And the s[Dm]ky goes on forever
Without me[C]ter maids and peace par[G]ad[C]es
You fee[Gm]d it all your wo[Bb]es[D7]
The ghostly g[Gm]arden grows
You fe[Gm]ed it all your w[Bb]oes[D7]
The ghostly g[Gm]arden grows
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