raised on robbery: joni mitchell
by robin young (paperthinxhymn@gmail.com)

Bb: 013331
C:  032010
F:  133211
G:  3X0003

he was sittin? in the lounge of the empire hotel
he was drinkin? for diversion, he was thinkin? for himself
a little money ridin? on the maple leafs
along comes this lady in sleeves

she says
F
let me sit down, you know,
                     C
drinkin? alone?s a shame,
it?s a shame, it?s a cryin? shame
G                         F                    C
look at those jokers glued to that damn hockey game

F
hey, honey, you got lots of cash,
bring us ?round a bottle and we?ll have some laughs
Bb                             G              C
gin?s what i?m drinkin?; i was raised on robbery

she says,
      F                                         C
i?m a pretty good cook, sittin? on my groceries
       G                        F                C
come up to my kitchen, i?ll show you my best recipes
  F
i try and i try, but i can?t save a cent
i?m up after midnight cookin? tryin? to make my rent
    Bb                            G              C
i?m rough but I?m pleasin?; i was raised on robbery

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   F
we had a little money once,
                                         C
they were pushin? through a four lane highway
                   G
government gave us three thousand dollars,
    F                        C
you shoulda seen it fly away

                  F
first he bought a fifty-seven Biscayne, he put it in the ditch
he drunk up all the rest, that son of a bitch
    Bb                         G              C
his blood?s bad whiskey; i was raised on robbery

             F
you know you ain?t bad lookin?,
                             C
i like the way you hold your drinks
     G
come home with me honey,
        F                              C
i ain?t askin? for no full-length mink

F
	hey, where you goin??
don?t go yet, your glass ain?t empty and we just met
       Bb
you?re mean when you?re loaded;
      G              C
i was raised on robbery

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