Joni Mitchell - Judgment of the moon and stars
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Judgment of the Moon & Stars (Ludwig’s Tune)
by Joni Mitchell
Tabbed by Robin Young
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Chords:
A: X02220
A/D: XX0220
A/G: 3X022X
Amaj7: X02120
B: X24442 <bar 2nd fret
Bm: X24432 <bar 2nd fret
Bm7: X24232 <bar 2nd fret
C/G: 33201X
Cmaj7: X32000
D: XX0232
D/G: 300232 <play G on first string with thumb
E: 022100
E/A: X02100
E/B: X22100
E/F#: 2X2100
Esus4: 02222X
Ebsus4: 02222X
F#: 244322 <bar 2nd fret
F#m: 244222 <bar 2nd fret
F#m7: 24222X <bar 2nd fret
G: 32002X
Gsus2: 3X02X3
Gmaj7: 3X0432 <play G on first string with thumb
G#m7: 464444 <bar 4th fret
Intro: D – A/D – D/G – E/A
D – A/D – G – A
E/A – D – A/D – Bm
F#m7 – Ebsus4 – E – A – E/A
No tongue in the bell and the fish wives Ayell,
But E/Athey F#m7 might as well be mute. E/F#
So you D/Gget to keep the pictures,Bm7
That Cmaj7don’t seem likAe mucE/Ah.
Cold white F#mkeys under your Efingers,
Now you’re thinkin?Amaj7??, “That’s no subsGtitute,
D/G It just don’Gmaj7t do it like thDe song
Of A/Da warm, warm body lov- B- ing your touch.”A G#m7 F#
In the court they carve your legend
With an apple in its jaw
And the women you wanted
They get their laughs
Long silk stockings on the bedposts of refinement
You’re too raw
They think you’re too raw
It’s the judgment of the moon and stars
Your solitary path
B Draw yourself a Abath E/A
G#m7Think what you’d like to havF#e
For supper, or take a E/Awalk
E D/G
A park, A bridge, A tree, A river
Re-Dvoked, A/Dbut not yet Acancelled
The Ggift D/Ggoes Gmaj7on, in Dsi-lence A/D
In a bell F#m7 jar, B still the song.
E---------|
B---------|
G---------|
D-------2-|
A---0-2---|
E-0-------|
E – D/G – F#m7 – E - Bm7
A – A7 – C/G – D/A – E/B
E---------|
B---------|
G---------|
D-------2-|
A---0-2---|
E-0-------|
E – D/G – F#m7 – E
Esus4 – D – A – E/A
You’ve got to shake your fists at lightning now
You’ve got to roar like a forest fire
You’ve got to spread your light like blazes
All across the sky
They’re gonna aim the hoses on you
Show them you won’t expire
Not till you burn up every passion
Not even when you die
Come on now
You’ve got to try
If you’re feeling contempt
Well, then you tell it
If you’re tired of the silent night
Jesus, well, then you yell it
Condemned to wires and hammers
Strike every chord that you feel
That broken trees and elephant ivories conceal
A – G#m7 – F# - A - E/A – E
Gsus2 – A/G - Gsus2 – A/G – Gsus2 – A/G – Gsus2