Good Intentions Paving Company

good intentions paving company - joanna newsom C F twenty miles left to the show Am F hello , my old country , hello C G stars are just beginning to appear D and i have never in my life before been here C F and it’s my heart , not me , who cannot drive Am F at which conclusion you arrived C G watching me sit here bolt upright and cry Dm for no good reason at the eastering sky C and the tilt of this strange nation A# and the will to remain for the duration Am waving the flag A# feeling it drag C like a bump on a bump on a log , baby A# like i’m in a fist fight with a fog , baby Am step - ball - change and a pirouette A# and i regret , i regret G how i said to you , "honey , just open your heart" F C when i’ve got trouble even opening a honey jar A# and that right there is where we are . . . C F and i been ’fessing double fast Am F addressing questions nobody asked C G i’ll get this joy off of my chest at last Dm and i will love you ’til the noise has long since passed ( same as just above ) and i did not mean to shout , just drive just get us out , dead or alive a road too long to mention , lord , it’s something to see! laid down by the good intentions paving company C all the way to the thing we’ve been playing at , darlin’ A# i can see that you’re wearing your staying hat , darlin’ Am for the time being all is well A# won’t you love me a spell? ( same as just above ) this is blindness beyond all conceiving well , behind us the road is leaving , yeah , leaving and falling back like a rope gone slack G well , i saw straight away that the lay was steep F C but i fell for you , honey , as easy as falling asleep A# and that right there is the course i keep . . . C D and no amount of talking F C is going to soften the fall A# F but , like after the rain , step out G Am of the overhang , that’s all it had a nice a ring to it when the ol’ opry house rang so with a solemn auld lang signed , sealed , delivered , i sang and there is hesitation and it always remains concerning you , me , and the rest of the gang and in our quiet hour i feel i see everything and Am 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 Am home on that range A# F and i do hate to fold G Am right here at the top of my game A# F when i’ve been trying with my whole heart and soul G Am to stay right here in the right lane A# F but it can make you feel over and old G Am lord , you know it’s a shame A# F when i only want for you to pull over and hold me G Am ’til i can’t remember my own name