Joni Mitchell (69,81 %)
Blue (83,64 %)
In collection
Released: 1971-06
Type: Studio
Type: Studio
Ranking:
Artist:
1
Year (1971):
12
Decade (1970's):
44
Overall:
214
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1.
All I Want
 03:37
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2.
My Old Man
 03:38
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3.
Little Green
 03:31
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4.
Carey
03:07
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5.
Blue
 03:09
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6.
California
03:56
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7.
This Flight Tonight
02:54
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8.
River
04:07
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9.
A Case of You
04:27
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10.
The Last Time I Saw Richard
04:17
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Album length:
36:43
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Lyrics |
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1.
All I Want
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I am on a lonely road and I am traveling traveling, traveling, traveling Looking for something, what can it be Oh I hate you some, I hate you some I love you some Oh I love you when I forget about me I want to be strong I want to laugh along I want to belong to living Alive, alive, I want to get up and jive I want to wreck my stockings in some juke box dive Do you want - do you want - do you want to dance with me baby Do you want to take a chance on maybe finding some sweet romance with me baby Well, come on All I really really want our love to do Is to bring out the best in me and in you too all I really really want our love to do is to bring out the best in me and in you I want to talk to you, I want to shampoo you I want to renew you again and again Applause, applause - Life is our cause When I think of your kisses my mind see-saws Do you see - do you see - do you see how you hurt me baby so I hurt you too then we both get so blue. I am on a lonely road and I am traveling looking for the key to set me free Oh the jealousy, the greed is the unraveling It's the unraveling and it undoes all the joy that could be I want to have fun, I want to shine like the sun I want to be the one that you want to see I want to knit you a sweater want to write you a love letter I want to make you feel better I want to make you feel free Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Hmm, Want to make you feel free I want to make you feel free |
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2.
My Old Man
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My old man He's a singer in the park He's a walker in the rain He's a dancer in the dark We don't need no piece of paper From the city hall Keeping us tied and true No, my old man Keeping away my blues He's my sunshine in the morning He's my fireworks at the end at the day He's the warmest chord I ever heard Play that warm chord and stay baby We don't need no piece of paper From the city hall Keeping us tied and true My old man Keeping away my blues. But when he's gone Me and them lonesome blues collide The bed's too big The frying pan's too wide Then he comes home And he takes me in his loving arms And he tells me all his troubles And he tells me all my charms We don't need no piece of paper From the city hall Keeping us tied and true No my old man Keeping away my blues But when he's gone Me and them lonesome blues collide The bed's too big, The frying pan's too wide My old man He's a singer in the park He's a walker in the rain He's a dancer in the dark We don't need no piece of paper From the city hall Keeping us tied and true My old man Keeping away my lonesome blues |
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3.
Little Green
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Born with the moon in Cancer Choose her a name she will answer to Call her green and the winters cannot fade her Call her green for the children who have made her Little, green, be a gypsy dancer. He went to California Hearing that everything's warmer there So you write him a letter, say, "Her eyes are blue." He sends you a poem and she's lost to you Little green, he's a non-conformer. Just a little green Like the color when the spring is born There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow Just a little green Like the nights when the Northern lights perform There'll be icicles and birthday clothes And sometimes there'll be sorrow. Child with a child pretending Weary of lies you are sending home So you sign all the papers in the family name You're sad and you're sorry, but you're not ashamed. Little green, have a happy ending. Just a little green Like the color when the spring is born There'll be crocuses to bring to school tomorrow Just a little green Like the nights when the Northern lights perform There'll be icicles and birthday clothes And sometimes there'll be sorrow. |
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4.
Carey
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The wind is in from Africa Last night I couldn't sleep Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here, But it's really not my home My fingernails are filthy I got beach tar on my feet And I miss my clean white linen and my fancy French cologne. Oh Carey get out your cane I'll put on some silver Oh you're a mean old Daddy, but I like you fine Come on down to the Mermaid Cafe and I will buy you a bottle of wine And we'll laugh and toast to nothing and smash our empty glasses down A round for these freaks and these soldiers A round for these friends of mine Let's have another round for the bright red devil who keeps me in this tourist town Come on, Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver Oh you're a mean old Daddy, but I like you fine Maybe I'll go to Amsterdam Maybe I'll go to Rome And rent me a grand piano and put some flowers 'round my room But let's not talk of fare-thee-welIs now The night is a starry dome. And they're playin' that scratchy rock and roll Beneath the Matalla Moon Come on, Carey, get out your cane And I'll put on some silver We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe Have fun tonight The wind is in from Africa Last night I couldn't sleep Oh, you know it sure is hard to leave here But, it's really not my home Maybe it's been too long Since I was scramblin' in the street Now they got me used to the clean white linen And that fancy French cologne Oh Carey, get out your cane I'll put on some silver We'll go to the Mermaid Cafe Have some fun tonight Oh, you're a mean old Daddy, but you're out of sight. |
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5.
Blue
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Blue, songs are like tattoos You know I've been to sea betore Crown and anchor me Or let me sail away Blue, here is a song for you Ink of a pin Underneath the skin An empty space to fill in Well there're so many sinking now You've got to keep thinking You can make it thru these waves Acid, booze, and ass Needles, guns, and grass Lots of laughs, lots of laughs Well everybody's saying that hell's the hippest way to go Well I don't think so But I'm gonna take a look around it though Blue, I love you. Blue, here is a shell for you Inside you'll hear a sigh A foggy lullaby There is your song from me. |
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6.
California
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Sitting in a park in Paris, France Reading the news and it sure looks bad They won't give peace a chance That was just a dream some of us had Still a lot of lands to see But I wouldn't want to stay here It's too old and cold and settled in its ways here. Oh, but California California I'm coming home I'm going to see the folks I dig I'll even kiss a Sunset pig California I'm coming home. I met a redneck on a Grecian isle Who did the goat dance very well He gave me back my smile But he kept my camera to sell Oh the rogue, the red red rogue He cooked good omelettes & stews And I might have stayed on with him there But my heart cried out for you, California California I'm coming home Oh make me feel good rock'n roll band I'm your biggest fan California, I'm coming home Oh it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets are full of strangers All the news at home you read Just gives you the blues Just gives you the blues So I bought me a ticket I caught a plane to Spain Went to a party down a red dirt road There were lots of pretty people there Reading Rolling Stone, reading Vogue They said, "How long can you hang around?" I said "a week, maybe two, Just until my skin turns brown Then I'm going home to California California I'm coming home Oh will you take me as I am Strung out on another man California I'm coming home. Oh it gets so lonely When you're walking And the streets are full of strangers All the news of home you read More about the war And the bloody changes Oh will you take me as l am? Will you take me as l am? Will you? |
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7.
This Flight Tonight
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Look out the left, captain said The lights down there, that's where we'll land. I saw a falling star burn up Above the Las Vegas sands. It wasn't the one that you gave to me That night down south between the trailers Not the early one That you can wish upon; Not the northern one That guides in the sailors. Oh starbright, starbright, You've got the lovin' that I like, all right. Turn this crazy bird around I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight. You got the touch so gentle and sweet But you've got that look so critical I can't talk to you baby I get so weak Sometimes I think love is just mythical Up there's a heaven Down there's a town Blackness everywhere and little lights shine Blackness, blackness dragging me down Come on light the candle in this poor heart of mine. Starbright, starbright You've got the lovin' that I like, all right Turn this crazy bird around I shouldn't hove got on this flight tonight. I'm drinking sweet champagne Got the headphones up high Can't numb you out Can't drum you out of my mind They're playing "Goodbye baby, Baby Goodbye, Ooh, ooh, love is blind" Up go the flaps, down go the wheels I hope you got your heat turned on baby I hope they finally fixed your automobile I hope it's better when we meet again baby. Starbright, starbright You got the lovin' that I like, all right Turn this crazy bird around I shouldn't have got on this flight tonight. |
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8.
River
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It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on But it don't snow here It stays pretty green I'm going to make a lot of money Then I'm going to quit this crazy scene Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on Oh I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river I could skate away on I made my baby cry. He tried hard to help me He put me at ease Lord, he loved me so naughty Made me weak in the knees I wish I had a river I could skate away on I'm so hard to handle I'm selfish and I'm sad Now I've gone and lost the best baby That I ever had I wish I had a river I could skate away on Oh I wish I had a river so long I would teach my feet to fly Oh I wish I had a river I made my baby say goodbye It's coming on Christmas They're cutting down trees They're putting up reindeer And singing songs of joy and peace I wish I had a river I could skate away on. |
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9.
A Case of You
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Just before our love got lost you said, "I am as constant as a northern star." And I said, "Constantly in the darkness Where's that at? If you want me I'll be in the bar." On the back of a cartoon coaster In the blue TV screen light I drew a map of Canada Oh Canada With your face sketched on it twice Oh, you are in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling And I would still be on my feet I would still be on my feet. Oh I am a lonely painter I live in a box of paints I'm frightened by the devil And I'm drawn to those ones that ain't afraid I remember that time you told me, you said, "Love is touching souls" Well surely you touched mine 'Cause part of you pours out of me In these lines from time to time Oh, you're in my blood like holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh I could drink a case of you, darling And I would still be on my feet I would still be on my feet I met a woman She had a mouth like yours She knew your life She knew your devils and your deeds And she said, "Go to him, stay with him if you can But be prepared to bleed" But you are in my blood You're my holy wine You taste so bitter and so sweet Oh, I could drink a case of you, darling And I would still be on my feet I would still be on my feet. |
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10.
The Last Time I Saw Richard
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The last time I saw Richard was Detroit in '68, and he told me all romantics meet the same fate someday cynical and drunk and boring someone in some dark cafe. You laugh, he said you think you're immune, go look at your eyes they're full of moon You like roses and kisses and pretty men to tell you all those pretty lies, pretty lies Only pretty lies, just pretty lies. He put a quarter in the Wurlitzer, and he pushed three buttons and the thing began to whirr And a bar maid came by in fishnet stockings and a bow tie and she said "Drink up now it's gettin' on time to close." "Richard, you haven't really changed," I said it's just that now you're romanticizing some pain that's in your head You got tombs in your eyes, but the songs you punched are dreaming. Listen they talk of love so sweet. When you gonna get yourself back on your feet? Oh and love can be so sweet, Love so sweet. Richard got married to a figure skater, and he bought hera dishwasher and a Coffee percolator and he drinks at home now most nights with the TV on and all the house lights left up bright. I'm gonna blow this damn candle out, I don't want Nobody comin' over to my table. I got nothing to talk to anybody about All good dreamers pass this way some day Hidin' behind bottles in dark cafes dark cafes Only a dark cocoon before I get my gorgeous wings And fly away Only a phase, these dark cafe days. |