My old man/ Joni MitchellBlue[ 1971] |
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My old man He's a singer in the park He's a walker in the rain He's a dancer in the dark We don't need no piece of paper From the city hall Keeping us tied and true No, my old man Keeping away my blues He's my sunshine in the morning He's my fireworks at the end of the day He's the warmest chord I ever heard Play that warm chord and stay baby We don't need no piece of paper From the city hall Keeping up tied and true My old man Keeping away my blues But when he's gone Me and them lonesome blues collide The bed's too big The frying pan's too wide Then he come home And he takes me in his loving arms And he tells me all his troubles And he tells me all my charms We don't need no piece of paper From the city hall Keeping us tied and true No my old man Keeping away my blues But when he's gone Me and them lonesome blues collide The bed's too big The frying pan's too wide My old man He's a singer in the park He's a walker in the rain He's a dancer in the dark We don't need no piece of paper From the city hall Keeping us tied and true My old man Keeping away my lonesome blues
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