Joni Mitchell - Carey

^CThe wind is in from Africa ^GLast night I couldn't sleep Oh, you know it ^Fsure is hard to ^Cleave here Carey But it's ^Greally not my home ^CMy fingernails are filthy, ^GI got beach tar on my feet And I ^Fmiss my clean white ^Clinen and my ^Gfancy French cologne

^GOh Carey get out your ^Ccane ^CAnd I'll put on some ^Gsilver ^FOh you're a mean old ^GDaddy, but I like ^Cyou

^CCome on down to the Mermaid Cafe and I will ^Gbuy you a bottle of wine And we'll ^Flaugh and toast to ^Cnothing and smash our ^Gempty glasses down Let's have a ^Cround for these freaks and these soldiers A ^Ground for these friends of mine Let's have another ^Fround for the bright red ^Cdevil Who keeps me i^Gn this tourist town

Come on, Carey, get out your ^Ccane ^CI'll put on some ^Gsilver ^FOh you're a mean old ^GDaddy, but I like ^Cyou

^CMaybe I'll go to Amsterdam Or m^Gaybe I'll go to Rome And re^Fnt me a grand p^Ciano and put some fl^Gowers 'round my room But le^Ct's not talk about fare-thee-welIs now The n^Gight is a starry dome. And they're pl^Fayin' that scratchy r^Cock and roll Beneath the M^Gatalla Moon

^GCome on, Carey, get out your ^Ccane ^CAnd I'll put on some ^Gsilver ^FYou're a mean old Da^Gddy, but I like ^Cyou

^CThe wind is in from Africa Last n^Gight I couldn't sleep Oh, you know it s^Fure is hard to leav^Ce here But, it's re^Gally not my home ^CMaybe it's been too long a time Since I was s^Gcramblin' down in the street Now they got me u^Fsed to that clean white ^Clinen And that fa^Gncy French cologne

^GOh Carey, get out your ^Ccane ^CI'll put on my finest^G silver We'll ^Fgo to the Mermaid Ca^Gfe Have fun ton^Cight I said, ^FOh, you're a mean old D^Gaddy, but you're out of s^Cight