Joanna Newsom - Good intentions paving company

^CTwenty miles left ^Fto the shore ^AmHello my old country, ^Fhello ^CStars are just beginning to ^Gappear And I have never in my ^Dmlife before been here

And it's my ^Cheart, not me, who c^Fannot ply That ^Ambase conclusion ^Fyou may write ^CWatching me sit here bolt^G upright and cry For no good reason at the ^DmEastern sky

And the tilt of this s^Ctrange nation And the will to re^Bbmain for the duration Waving the ^Amflag, feeling it ^Bbdrag

Like a bump on a ^Cbump on a log, baby Like I'm in a fist ^Bbfight with the fog, baby Step-ball-change and a ^Ampirouette And .. and I r^Bbegret, I regret

How I s^Gaid to you, honey, just open your heart When ^FI've got trouble e^Cven opening a honey jar And that right the^Bbre is where we are

And ^CI been 'fessing d^Fouble fast ^AmAddressing questions ^Fnobody asks ^CI'll get this joy off of my chest at ^Glast And I will love you 'til the ^Dmnoise has long since passed

And I d^Cid not mean to ^Fshout, just drive Just ^Amget us out, get h^Fome alive A r^Coad too long to mention holds us up from the s^Gea Laid down by the good intentions p^Dmaving company

All the weight of the t^Ching we've been playing at, darlin' I can see that you're ^Bbwearing your staying hat, darlin' For the time being^Am all is well Bb

This is blindness bey^Cond all conceiving Well, behind us the road is ^Bbleaving, yeah, leaving And falling b^Amack Like a rope gone ^Bbslack

And the ^Gsauce strayed away but the ladle will stay But I ^Ffell for you, honey, ^Cas easy as falling asleep And that right there is the course I k^Bbeep...

And ^Cno amount of ^Dtalking Is going to s^Foften the ^Cfall But, like^Bb after the rain, s^Ftep out Of the ^Goverhang, th^Amat's all

It ^Chad a nice a ^Dring to it When the old o^Fpera house ^Crang So with a ^Bbsong I'm all r^Fan "Signed, seale^Gd, delivered^Am" I sang

And ^Cthere is he^Dsitation And it al^Fways re^Cmains Concerning ^Bbyou, ^Cme, And the re^Gst of the g^Amang

And ^Cin a quiet ho^Dur I feel I s^Fee everyt^Ching And am in l^Bbove with the ho^Fok Upon which e^Gveryone han^Amgs

And I kn^Cow you meant to s^Dhow the extent To which you ^Fgave a god ^Cdang It rings real ^Bbhot and real cold but I'm s^Fold I am^G home on that ^Amrange

And I do ha^Bbte to f^Fold Right here at the ^Gtop of my ga^Amme When I've be^Bben trying with m^Fy whole heart and soul To stay right ^Ghere in the right ^Amlane

But it can make you feel ^Bbover and ^Fold Lord, you k^Gnow it's a shame When I ^Amonly want for you to pull ^Bbover and h^Fold me 'Til I can't r^Gemember my own ^Amname