Joni Mitchell - Down to you

^Deverything ^D/Gcomes and goes ^F#m7 marked by lov^Gers ^G/Aand styles of ^Dclothes things that you ^D/Gheld high and ^F#m7told your^E/F#self were ^F#m7true ^E/F#lost or ^Gchangin’ as th^G/Ae days come down t^Do you

down to ^Ayou,^{E D/G} constant stranger; you’re^G/A a kind person, you’re a ^Bm7cold person too it’s down t^Ao you^{E G D/A Esus4 E Dm7}

you go down ^Dto the pick-^C/Dup station cravin’ warmth and beauty you ^Dm7settle for less^D than fa^C/Dscination; a few drinks later you’re not so choosy

when the ^Dm7closing lights^D strip off ^C/Dthe shadows on this strange new flesh you found ^Dm7clutching the ^Dnight to you ^C/Dlike a fig leaf, you hurry to the blackness and the blankets to lay down an impression and your ^A7sus4loneliness

in the ^Dmorning there are ^D/Glovers in the street ^F#m7they look so high; you brush against a ^Gstranger and you ^G/Aboth apologize ^D old friends seem in^D/Gdiff’rent; yo^F#m7u must have ^E/F#brought that on ^{F#m7 G}old bonds have broke^G/An down; love^Am7 is ^Dgone ^{Em7 D C}oh, ^Em7love is gone ^A written on your ^D/Gspirit th^C#m7e sad song ^{F G}love is go^Cne ^{G/C D D/G A}

^Deverything ^D/Gcomes and goes; ^F#m7 pleasure moves on too ^Gearly ^G/Aand trouble leaves too ^Dslow

just when you’r^D/Ge thinkin’ you’v^F#m7e fin’^E/F#lly got^F#m7 it made ^E/F#bad news^G comes knockin’ ^G/Aat your garden ^Dgate

knockin’ fo^Ar yo^Eu, ^D/G constant stranger; you’re ^G/Aa brute, you’re an angel you can crawl, ^Bm7you can fly too it’s down t^Ao yo^Eu ^G it ^D/Aall comes down^E to you ^{Esus4 E}