GOOD INTENTIONS PAVING COMPANY - JOANNA NEWSOM

C			F
Twenty miles left to the show
Am			F
Hello, my old country, hello
C			     G
Stars are just beginning to appear
				D
And I have never in my life before been here

C			F
And it's my heart, not me, who cannot drive
Am			F
At which conclusion you arrived
C			     G
Watching me sit here bolt upright and cry
				Dm
For no good reason at the Eastering sky

				C			
And the tilt of this strange nation
				Bb
And the will to remain for the duration
	    Am
Waving the flag
	   Bb
Feeling it drag

			   C
Like a bump on a bump on a log, baby
				Bb
Like I'm in a fist fight with a fog, baby
			    Am
Step-ball-change and a pirouette
	Bb
And I regret, I regret

	G
How I said to you, "honey, just open your heart"
	F				   C
When I've got trouble even opening a honey jar
				Bb
And that right there is where we are...

C			F
And I been 'fessing double fast
Am			F
Addressing questions nobody asked
C			    G
I'll get this joy off of my chest at last
			     Dm
And I will love you 'til the noise has long since passed

(same as just above)
And I did not mean to shout, just drive
Just get us out, dead or alive
A road too long to mention, lord, it's something to see!
Laid down by the good intentions paving company

					C
All the way to the thing we've been playing at, darlin'
					Bb
I can see that you're wearing your staying hat, darlin'
			 Am
For the time being all is well
		    Bb
Won't you love me a spell?

(same as just above)
This is blindness beyond all conceiving
Well, behind us the road is leaving, yeah, leaving
And falling back
Like a rope gone slack

	G	
Well, I saw straight away that the lay was steep
	F					C
But I fell for you, honey, as easy as falling asleep
				Bb
And that right there is the course I keep...

C		 D
And no amount of talking
	     F		C
Is going to soften the fall
		    Bb	  F
But, like after the rain, step out
	G   Am
Of the overhang, that's all

It had a nice a ring to it
When the ol' opry house rang
So with a solemn auld lang
Signed, sealed, delivered, I sang

And there is hesitation
And it always remains
Concerning you, me,
And the rest of the gang

And in our quiet hour
I feel I see everything
And am in love with the hook
Upon which everyone hangs

And I know you meant to show the extent
To which you gave a goddang
You ranged real hot and real cold but I'm sold
I am home on that range

Bb		F
And I do hate to fold
		G		Am
Right here at the top of my game
				Bb		F
When I've been trying with my whole heart and soul
	G			Am
To stay right here in the right lane
			Bb		F
But it can make you feel over and old
	  G		Am
Lord, you know it's a shame
			Bb			F
When I only want for you to pull over and hold me
		G		Am
'Til I can't remember my own name