Written by Joni Mitchell
(intro) (Em D C ) 3x (Cmaj7 Em) Em D/E Papa’s faith is people, D C Em Mama, she believes in cleanin’. Gm7/D F/D Gm7/D Papa’s faith is in peo- - -ple, F/D Gm7/D F/D Gm7/D F/D Ma- -ma, she’s al- - - - - -ways clea- - - -nin’ F Papa brought home the sugar, Eb Gm7/D Mama taught me the dee- - -per meanin F/D Gm7/D Gsus2 G Cmaj7 Gm7/D F/D She don’t like my kick-pleat skirt, Eb Gm7/D F/D – Gm7/D – F/D She don’t like my eyelids pain-ted green Em7 D/E Em7 D/E She don’t like me stayin’ up late in my high-heeled shoes, Em7 D/E Em7 Livin’ for that rock-n’-roll dancin’ scene. D/E D Papa says, “Leave the girl alone mother, C Em She’s lookin’ like a Mo- - vie Queen.” Gm7/D F/D Mama thinks she spoilt me. Eb Gm7/D F/D – Gm7/D – F/D Papa knows somehow he set me free Em7 D/E Mama thinks she spoilt me rotten Em7 D/E She blames herself Em7 D/E Em7 But Papa, he blesses me. D/E D It’s a rough road to travel, Mama C Em Let go now, it’s always called for me. Em D/E Some-times I get that feeling D C Em And I want to settle and raised a child up with somebody. Gm7/D F/D Gm7/D I get that strong long- - -ing F/D Gm7/D F/D Gm7/D F/D And I want to set- tle and raise a child up with somebody F But it passes like the summer Eb I’m a wild seed again, let the wind carry me. (Gm7/D F/D –Gm7/D Gsus2 G Cmaj7)
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