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Mitchell Joni Night Ride Home

the rails And when the train went by We were jumpin' 'round like fools Goin', "Look, no heads or tails" Goin', "Look, my lucky prize" She runs home

Back in 1957 we had to dance a foot apart And they hawk eyed us from the sidelines Holding their rulers, without a heart And so with just a touch of our

We'd be the only joy around (Botticelli black boy) The only joy in town (Botticelli black boy) He's the only joy I've found all day At night these

surrealist Invented this 4th of July Night ride home Hula girls And caterpillar tractors in the sand The ukulele man The fireworks This 4th of July Night ride home

the rails And when the train went by We were jumpin' round like fools Goin' "Look no heads or tails" Goin' "Look my lucky prize" She runs home to her

surrealist Invented this 4th of July Night ride home Hula girls And caterpillar tractors in the sand The ukulele man The fireworks This 4th of July Night ride home

: (Based on a poem by W.B. Yeats) Turning and turning Within the widening gyre The falcon cannot hear the falconer Things fall apart The center cannot

decimal in his class Last night's kisses won't erase Zero I just can't keep the numbers in their place Ray's Dad's Cadillac Last night we had Ray's

: (Music by Larry Klein, words by Joni Mitchell) Must I forgive you Each time And say you don't know what your're doing There are no victimless crimes