For The Roses (LP Version) Lyrics
| Song | For The Roses (LP Version) |
| Artist | Joni Mitchell |
| Album | For The Roses |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| [00:00.02] | Written by：Joni Mitchell |
| [00:00.04] | |
| [00:13.26] | I heard it in the wind last night |
| [00:15.81] | |
| [00:16.60] | It sounded like applause |
| [00:19.03] | Did you get a round resounding for you |
| [00:21.81] | Way up here |
| [00:22.88] | |
| [00:24.56] | It seems like many dim years ago |
| [00:27.39] | |
| [00:28.19] | Since I heard that face to face |
| [00:30.31] | Or seen you face to face |
| [00:32.60] | Though tonight I can feel you here |
| [00:35.09] | |
| [00:36.28] | I get these notes |
| [00:37.68] | On butterflies and lilac sprays |
| [00:41.08] | From girls who just have to tell me |
| [00:44.56] | |
| [00:46.21] | They saw you somewhere |
| [00:50.24] | |
| [00:57.07] | In some office sits a poet |
| [00:59.26] | And he trembles as he sings |
| [01:02.15] | And he asks some guy |
| [01:03.74] | To circulate his soul around |
| [01:07.90] | |
| [01:08.52] | On your mark red ribbon runner |
| [01:11.23] | |
| [01:11.94] | The caressing rev of motors |
| [01:13.86] | Finely tuned like fancy women |
| [01:16.14] | In thirties evening gowns |
| [01:19.36] | |
| [01:20.16] | Up the charts |
| [01:21.29] | Off to the airport |
| [01:22.99] | Your name's in the news |
| [01:24.31] | Everything's first class |
| [01:26.42] | |
| [01:27.15] | The lights go down |
| [01:28.34] | And it's just you up there |
| [01:30.77] | |
| [01:31.59] | Getting them to feel like that |
| [01:35.34] | |
| [01:40.38] | Remember the days when you used to sit |
| [01:43.30] | And make up your tunes for love |
| [01:45.93] | And pour your simple sorrow |
| [01:48.25] | To the soundhole and your knee |
| [01:51.20] | |
| [01:51.92] | And now you're seen |
| [01:53.41] | On giant screens |
| [01:55.13] | |
| [01:55.71] | And at parties for the press |
| [01:58.03] | And for people who have slices of you |
| [02:00.33] | From the company |
| [02:01.89] | |
| [02:03.54] | They toss around your latest golden egg |
| [02:06.48] | Speculation well who's to know |
| [02:09.11] | |
| [02:09.87] | If the next one in the nest |
| [02:11.95] | |
| [02:12.88] | Will glitter for them so |
| [02:18.75] | |
| [02:23.98] | I guess I seem ungrateful |
| [02:25.92] | With my teeth sunk in the hand |
| [02:29.34] | That brings me things |
| [02:31.03] | I really can't give up just yet |
| [02:33.72] | |
| [02:35.87] | Now I sit up here |
| [02:37.29] | The critic |
| [02:38.05] | |
| [02:38.72] | And they introduce some band |
| [02:40.53] | But they seem so much confetti |
| [02:42.83] | Looking at them on my tv set |
| [02:45.35] | |
| [02:46.96] | Oh the power and the glory |
| [02:49.22] | Just when you're getting a taste for worship |
| [02:51.79] | They start bringing out the hammers |
| [02:55.82] | |
| [02:57.17] | And the boards |
| [02:58.17] | And the nails |
| [03:00.39] | |
| [03:07.63] | I heard it in the wind last night |
| [03:09.95] | |
| [03:10.95] | It sounded like applause |
| [03:12.64] | |
| [03:13.45] | Chilly now |
| [03:14.40] | End of summer |
| [03:15.37] | No more shiny hot nights |
| [03:17.87] | |
| [03:18.93] | It was just the arbutus rustling |
| [03:21.16] | |
| [03:22.25] | And the bumping of the logs |
| [03:24.30] | And the moon swept down black water |
| [03:27.09] | Like an empty spotlight |
| [00:00.02] | Written by: Joni Mitchell |
| [00:00.04] | |
| [00:13.26] | I heard it in the wind last night |
| [00:15.81] | |
| [00:16.60] | It sounded like applause |
| [00:19.03] | Did you get a round resounding for you |
| [00:21.81] | Way up here |
| [00:22.88] | |
| [00:24.56] | It seems like many dim years ago |
| [00:27.39] | |
| [00:28.19] | Since I heard that face to face |
| [00:30.31] | Or seen you face to face |
| [00:32.60] | Though tonight I can feel you here |
| [00:35.09] | |
| [00:36.28] | I get these notes |
| [00:37.68] | On butterflies and lilac sprays |
| [00:41.08] | From girls who just have to tell me |
| [00:44.56] | |
| [00:46.21] | They saw you somewhere |
| [00:50.24] | |
| [00:57.07] | In some office sits a poet |
| [00:59.26] | And he trembles as he sings |
| [01:02.15] | And he asks some guy |
| [01:03.74] | To circulate his soul around |
| [01:07.90] | |
| [01:08.52] | On your mark red ribbon runner |
| [01:11.23] | |
| [01:11.94] | The caressing rev of motors |
| [01:13.86] | Finely tuned like fancy women |
| [01:16.14] | In thirties evening gowns |
| [01:19.36] | |
| [01:20.16] | Up the charts |
| [01:21.29] | Off to the airport |
| [01:22.99] | Your name' s in the news |
| [01:24.31] | Everything' s first class |
| [01:26.42] | |
| [01:27.15] | The lights go down |
| [01:28.34] | And it' s just you up there |
| [01:30.77] | |
| [01:31.59] | Getting them to feel like that |
| [01:35.34] | |
| [01:40.38] | Remember the days when you used to sit |
| [01:43.30] | And make up your tunes for love |
| [01:45.93] | And pour your simple sorrow |
| [01:48.25] | To the soundhole and your knee |
| [01:51.20] | |
| [01:51.92] | And now you' re seen |
| [01:53.41] | On giant screens |
| [01:55.13] | |
| [01:55.71] | And at parties for the press |
| [01:58.03] | And for people who have slices of you |
| [02:00.33] | From the company |
| [02:01.89] | |
| [02:03.54] | They toss around your latest golden egg |
| [02:06.48] | Speculation well who' s to know |
| [02:09.11] | |
| [02:09.87] | If the next one in the nest |
| [02:11.95] | |
| [02:12.88] | Will glitter for them so |
| [02:18.75] | |
| [02:23.98] | I guess I seem ungrateful |
| [02:25.92] | With my teeth sunk in the hand |
| [02:29.34] | That brings me things |
| [02:31.03] | I really can' t give up just yet |
| [02:33.72] | |
| [02:35.87] | Now I sit up here |
| [02:37.29] | The critic |
| [02:38.05] | |
| [02:38.72] | And they introduce some band |
| [02:40.53] | But they seem so much confetti |
| [02:42.83] | Looking at them on my tv set |
| [02:45.35] | |
| [02:46.96] | Oh the power and the glory |
| [02:49.22] | Just when you' re getting a taste for worship |
| [02:51.79] | They start bringing out the hammers |
| [02:55.82] | |
| [02:57.17] | And the boards |
| [02:58.17] | And the nails |
| [03:00.39] | |
| [03:07.63] | I heard it in the wind last night |
| [03:09.95] | |
| [03:10.95] | It sounded like applause |
| [03:12.64] | |
| [03:13.45] | Chilly now |
| [03:14.40] | End of summer |
| [03:15.37] | No more shiny hot nights |
| [03:17.87] | |
| [03:18.93] | It was just the arbutus rustling |
| [03:21.16] | |
| [03:22.25] | And the bumping of the logs |
| [03:24.30] | And the moon swept down black water |
| [03:27.09] | Like an empty spotlight |
| [00:00.02] | Written by: Joni Mitchell |
| [00:00.04] | |
| [00:13.26] | I heard it in the wind last night |
| [00:15.81] | |
| [00:16.60] | It sounded like applause |
| [00:19.03] | Did you get a round resounding for you |
| [00:21.81] | Way up here |
| [00:22.88] | |
| [00:24.56] | It seems like many dim years ago |
| [00:27.39] | |
| [00:28.19] | Since I heard that face to face |
| [00:30.31] | Or seen you face to face |
| [00:32.60] | Though tonight I can feel you here |
| [00:35.09] | |
| [00:36.28] | I get these notes |
| [00:37.68] | On butterflies and lilac sprays |
| [00:41.08] | From girls who just have to tell me |
| [00:44.56] | |
| [00:46.21] | They saw you somewhere |
| [00:50.24] | |
| [00:57.07] | In some office sits a poet |
| [00:59.26] | And he trembles as he sings |
| [01:02.15] | And he asks some guy |
| [01:03.74] | To circulate his soul around |
| [01:07.90] | |
| [01:08.52] | On your mark red ribbon runner |
| [01:11.23] | |
| [01:11.94] | The caressing rev of motors |
| [01:13.86] | Finely tuned like fancy women |
| [01:16.14] | In thirties evening gowns |
| [01:19.36] | |
| [01:20.16] | Up the charts |
| [01:21.29] | Off to the airport |
| [01:22.99] | Your name' s in the news |
| [01:24.31] | Everything' s first class |
| [01:26.42] | |
| [01:27.15] | The lights go down |
| [01:28.34] | And it' s just you up there |
| [01:30.77] | |
| [01:31.59] | Getting them to feel like that |
| [01:35.34] | |
| [01:40.38] | Remember the days when you used to sit |
| [01:43.30] | And make up your tunes for love |
| [01:45.93] | And pour your simple sorrow |
| [01:48.25] | To the soundhole and your knee |
| [01:51.20] | |
| [01:51.92] | And now you' re seen |
| [01:53.41] | On giant screens |
| [01:55.13] | |
| [01:55.71] | And at parties for the press |
| [01:58.03] | And for people who have slices of you |
| [02:00.33] | From the company |
| [02:01.89] | |
| [02:03.54] | They toss around your latest golden egg |
| [02:06.48] | Speculation well who' s to know |
| [02:09.11] | |
| [02:09.87] | If the next one in the nest |
| [02:11.95] | |
| [02:12.88] | Will glitter for them so |
| [02:18.75] | |
| [02:23.98] | I guess I seem ungrateful |
| [02:25.92] | With my teeth sunk in the hand |
| [02:29.34] | That brings me things |
| [02:31.03] | I really can' t give up just yet |
| [02:33.72] | |
| [02:35.87] | Now I sit up here |
| [02:37.29] | The critic |
| [02:38.05] | |
| [02:38.72] | And they introduce some band |
| [02:40.53] | But they seem so much confetti |
| [02:42.83] | Looking at them on my tv set |
| [02:45.35] | |
| [02:46.96] | Oh the power and the glory |
| [02:49.22] | Just when you' re getting a taste for worship |
| [02:51.79] | They start bringing out the hammers |
| [02:55.82] | |
| [02:57.17] | And the boards |
| [02:58.17] | And the nails |
| [03:00.39] | |
| [03:07.63] | I heard it in the wind last night |
| [03:09.95] | |
| [03:10.95] | It sounded like applause |
| [03:12.64] | |
| [03:13.45] | Chilly now |
| [03:14.40] | End of summer |
| [03:15.37] | No more shiny hot nights |
| [03:17.87] | |
| [03:18.93] | It was just the arbutus rustling |
| [03:21.16] | |
| [03:22.25] | And the bumping of the logs |
| [03:24.30] | And the moon swept down black water |
| [03:27.09] | Like an empty spotlight |
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