C5 F5
Back in the old folky days
A5 E5 D5
The air was magic when we played
C5 F5
The river boat was rocking in the rain
A5 E5 D5
Midnight was the time for the raid
G5
Oh Isabella, Proud Isabella
A5
They tore you down and plowed you under
B5 C5
You're only real with your makeup on
G5 D5
How could I see you and stay too long
C5 F5
All along the Navaho Trail
A5 E5 D5
burnouts stub their toes on garbage pails
C5 F5
Waitresses crying in the rain
A5 E5 D5
Will their boyfriends pass this way again?
G5
Oh Mother Goose, she's on the skids
A5
the shoe* ain't happy neither are the kids
B5 C5
She needs someone that she can scream at
G5 D5
And I'm such at heel for making her so bad
C5 F5
I guess I'll call it sickness gone
A5 E5 D5
It's hard to say the meaning to this song
C5 F5
An ambulance can only go so fast
A5 E5 D5
It's easy to get buried in the past
C5 F5
When you try to make a good thing last
A5 E5 D5
G5
I saw today, in the entertainment section
A5
There's room at the top for private detection
B5 C5
To Mom and Dad this just doesn't matter
G5 D5
But it's either that or pay off the kidnappers
C5 F5
So all you critics sit alone
A5 E5 D5
You're no better than me for what you've shown
C5 F5
With your stomach pump and your hook and ladder dreams
A5 E5 D5
We could get together for some scenes
G5
Well I'm up in T.O. keepin' jive alive
A5
and out on the corner it's half past five
B5 C5
But the subways are empty and so are the cafes
G5 D5
Except for the Farmer's Market and I can still hear him sayin'
C5 F5
"You're all just pissin' in the wind
A5 E5 D5
You don't know it but you are"
C5 F5
And there ain't nothing like a friend
A5 E5 D5
Who can tell you you're just pissin' in the wind
G5
I never knew a man could tell so many lies
A5
he had a different story for every set of eyes
B5 C5
How can he remember who he's talking to?
G5 D5 G(hold)
Cause I know it ain't me and I hope it isn't you
From _Neil Young Complete Music Volume III (1974-1979)
until now, I never knew this word
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