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Judgment Of The Moon And Stars

Joni Mitchell
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Chords in this song

Strum
D-DU-UDU
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 No tongue  in the bell and the fish wives yell,
 But they  might as well  be mute.
 So you get  to keep the pictures,
 That don’t  seem like much.
 Cold white  keys under your fingers,
 Now you’re  thinkin’, “That’s no substitute,
  It just  don’t do it like the song
 Of a warm,  warm body lov- - ing your touch.”
 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
  Draw yourself  a bath
 Think what  you’d like to have
 For supper,  or take a walk
 
   park,
   bridge,
   tree,
   river
 Re-voked,  but not yet cancelled
 The gift goes  on, in si-lence
 In a bell  jar, still the  song.
E---------|
B---------|
G---------|
D-------2-|
A---0-2---|
E-0-------|
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E---------|
B---------|
G---------|
D-------2-|
A---0-2---|
E-0-------|
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 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
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Readable chord sheet for Judgment Of The Moon And Stars by Joni Mitchell

[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[A] in the bell and the fish wives yell,

But they [E/A]      might as [F#m7]well be mute.                        [E/F#]

So you ge[D/G]t to keep the pictures,           [Bm7]

That don’[Cmaj7]t seem like much.        [A]                      [E/A]

Cold whit[F#m]e keys under your fingers[E],

Now you’r[Amaj7]e thinkin’,       “That’s no substitut[G]e,

    It ju[D/G]st don’t do    it like the [Gmaj7]song                       [D]

Of a   wa[A/D]rm, warm body lov- - ing your touc[B]h.”                          [A]                                      [Abm7]                                                     [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

   Draw y[B]ourself a bath              [A]                            [E/A]

Think wha[Abm7]t you’d like to have                   [F#]

For suppe[E/A]r, or take a walk

         [E]                       [D/G]

         [A] park,
         [A] bridge,
         [A] tree,
         [A] river

Re-voked,[D] but not yet can[A/D]celled               [A]

The gift [G]goes on,   in [D/G]si-lence      [Gmaj7]                        [D]                                          [A/D]

In a bell[F#m7]      jar,   still [B]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] –
         [Abm7] –
         [F#]
         [A]
         [E]
         [A] –
         [E]

         [Gsus2] –
         [A/G]
         [Gsus2] –
         [A/G] –
         [Gsus2] –
         [A/G] –
         [Gsus2]

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