Joni Mitchell - CAREY
Capo 1
[Verse 1]
The wind is in from Africa
Last night I couldn t sleep
Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here Carey
But it s really not my home
My fingernails are filthy, I got beach tar on my feet
And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy French cologne
[Chorus]
Oh Carey, get out your cane
And I ll put on some silver
Oh you re a mean old Daddy, but I like you
[Verse 2]
Come on down to the Mermaid Cafe and I will buy you a bottle of wine
And we ll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down
Let s have a round for these freaks and these soldiers
A round for these friends of mine
Let s have another round for the bright red devil
Who keeps me in this tourist town
[Chorus]
Come on, Carey, get out your cane
I ll put on some silver
Oh you re a mean old Daddy, but I like you
[Verse 3]
Maybe I ll go to Amsterdam
Or maybe I ll go to Rome
And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers round my room
But let s not talk about fare-thee-wells now
The night is a starry dome.
And they re playin that scratchy rock and roll
Beneath the Matalla Moon
[Chorus]
Come on, Carey, get out your cane
And I ll put on some silver
You re a mean old Daddy, but I like you
[Verse 4]
The wind is in from Africa
Last night I couldn t sleep
Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here
But, it s really not my home
Maybe it s been too long a time
Since I was scramblin down in the street
Now they got me used to that clean white linen
And that fancy French cologne
[Chorus]
Oh Carey, get out your cane
I ll put on my finest silver
We ll go to the Mermaid Cafe
Have fun tonight
I said, Oh, you re a mean old Daddy, but you re out of sight