Good Intentions Paving Company (Joanna Newsom)

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  • Опубликовано: 28 сен 2024
  • A gorgeous song to close out 2022.
    Twenty miles left to the show
    Hello, my old country, hello
    Stars are just beginning to appear
    And I have never in my life before been here
    And it's my heart, not me, who cannot drive
    At which conclusion you arrived
    Watching me sit bolt upright and cry for no good reason
    At the eastering sky
    And the tilt of this strange nation
    And the will to remain for the duration
    Waving the flag, feeling it drag
    Like a bump on a bump on a log, baby
    Like I'm in a fistfight with the fog, baby
    Step, ball, change, and a pirouette
    And I regret, I regret
    How I said to you, "Honey, just open your heart"
    When I have trouble even opening a honey jar
    And that right there is where we are
    Well I've been 'fessing double fast
    Addressing questions nobody asked
    I'll get this joy off of my chest at last
    And I will love you till the noise has long since passed
    And I did not mean to shout, just drive
    Just get us out dead or alive
    The road's too long to mention, Lord, it's something to see
    Laid down by the Good Intentions Paving Company
    All the way to the thing we've been playing at, darling
    I can see that you're wearing your staying hat, darling
    For the time being all is well
    Won't you love me a spell?
    This is blindness beyond all conceiving
    While behind us the road is leaving, leaving
    Falling back like a rope gone slack
    And I saw straightaway that the lay was steep
    But I fell for you, honey, easy as falling asleep
    And that right there is the course I keep
    And no amount of talking is gonna soften the fall
    But like after the rain, step out from the overhang, that's all
    It had a nice ring to it when the old Opry House rang
    So with a solemn auld lang syne, sealed, delivered I sang
    And there is hesitation, and it always remains
    Concerning you, me, and the rest of the gang
    But in our quiet hour I feel I see everything
    And I'm in love with the hook upon which everyone hangs
    And I know you meant to show the extent
    To which you gave a goddang
    You ranged real hot and real cold, but I'm sold
    I'm at home on that range
    And I do hate to fold right here at the top of my game
    When I've been trying with my whole heart and soul
    To stay right here in the right lane
    But it can make you feel over and old
    Lord, you know it's a shame
    When all I want's for you to pull over and hold me
    Till I can't remember my own name

Комментарии • 8

  • @mappsEtal
    @mappsEtal Год назад

    Great cover!!!

  • @eucatastrophebooks
    @eucatastrophebooks Год назад

    Whoa, what a great song! Such a delightful blend of mystery and clarity

  • @unshakentomato5609
    @unshakentomato5609 Год назад +2

    This is one of my favorite songs ever written. Thank you.

  • @changstein
    @changstein Год назад

    Cool, simple cover. Nailed some of those harder vocals

  • @slithygogs
    @slithygogs Год назад

    can you share the chords you used? lovely cover! i like your voice.

  • @astralax
    @astralax 9 месяцев назад

    Possibly the perfect acoustic cover.

  • @urbanfolklore
    @urbanfolklore Год назад

    i hate joanna newsom covers in general but this was coo

  • @pistolshooter
    @pistolshooter Год назад

    Very well done! Any chance of getting tabs for your version? I'm having a little difficulty picking out exactly what some of the chord shapes are you're using.