{"source":"Free Chord Book","source_url":"https://www.free-chords.com","license_note":"Free for personal use. Lyrics and compositions © their respective songwriters and publishers.","tab_id":730983,"song":"Joannna Newsom - Emily","artist":"Misc Unsigned Bands","content_type":"chord","tab_type":"Chords","url":"https://www.free-chords.com/song/11585225-joannna-newsom-emily-chords-by-misc-unsigned-bands/","api_url":"https://www.free-chords.com/api/v1/songs/730983?type=chord","rating":0.10837,"votes":0,"content":"----------------------------------------------------------------------------\r\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------\r\nTuning: Standard\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D#[/ch]              [ch]Gm[/ch]              [ch]F[/ch]              [ch]Cm[/ch]\r\nThe meadowlark and the chim-choo-ree and the sparrow[/tab]\r\nSet to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaoh\r\nLittle while later the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadow\r\nDo you remember what they called up to you and me, in our window?\r\nthere is a rusty light on the pines tonight sun pouring wine, lord, or marrow\r\ndown into the bones of the birches and the spires of the churches jutting out from the shadows\r\nthe oak, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow\r\nand everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope in the mouth of the south below\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]G#[/ch]              [ch]C[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]             [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nwe've seen those mountains kneeling, felten and grey[/tab]\r\nwe thought our very hearts would up and melt away\r\n[tab][ch]Fm[/ch]              [ch]C[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nfrom that snow in the nighttime just going and going[/tab]\r\nand the stirring of wind chimes in the morning in the morning\r\n[tab][ch]Dm[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]       [ch]Dm[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]\r\nhelps me find my way back in[/tab]\r\nfrom the place where I have been\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]       [ch]Em[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]\r\n(instrumental segway)[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                            [ch]A[/ch]\r\nand, Emily - I saw you last night by the river[/tab]\r\nI dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water\r\n[ch]Bm[/ch]                     [ch]D[/ch]                     [ch]C[/ch]                \r\n[tab]    [ch]Em[/ch]\r\nfrowning at the angle where they were lost, and slipped under forever,[/tab]\r\nin a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                     [ch]A[/ch]\r\nanyhow - I sat by your side, by the water[/tab]\r\nyou taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger\r\n[ch]Bm[/ch]                      [ch]D[/ch]                      [ch]C[/ch]              \r\n[tab]       [ch]Em[/ch]\r\nthough all I knew of the rote universe were those pleiades loosed in december[/tab]\r\nI promised you I‘d set them to verse so I'd always remember\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                     [ch]A[/ch]\r\nthat the meteorite is a source of the light and the meteor's just what we see[/tab]\r\n[ch]Bm[/ch]                     [ch]D[/ch]                      [ch]C[/ch]               \r\n[tab]      [ch]Em[/ch]\r\nand the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee[/tab]\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                     [ch]A[/ch]\r\nand the meteorite's just what causes the light and the meteor's how it's perceived[/tab]\r\n[ch]Bm[/ch]                      [ch]D[/ch]                     [ch]C[/ch]               \r\n     [ch]Em[/ch]\r\n\r\nand the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D#[/ch]              [ch]Gm[/ch]              [ch]F[/ch]               [ch]Cm[/ch]\r\n  you came and lay a cold compress upon the mess I'm in[/tab]\r\nthrew the window wide and cried; Amen! Amen! Amen!\r\nthe whole world - stopped - to hear you hollering\r\nyou looked down and saw now what was happening\r\nthe lines are fadin' in my kingdom\r\nthough I have never known the way to border them in\r\nso the muddy mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the hen\r\ngrope at the gate of the looming lake that was once a tidy pen\r\nand the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from within\r\nthe talk in town's becoming downright sickening\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]G#[/ch]              [ch]C[/ch]               [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nin due time we will see the far butte lit by a flare[/tab]\r\nI've seen your bravery, and I will follow you there\r\n[tab][ch]Fm[/ch]              [ch]C[/ch]              [ch]G[/ch]               [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nand row through the nighttime gone healthy gone healthy all of a sudden in[/tab]\r\nsearch of the midwife who could help me who could help me\r\n[tab][ch]Dm[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]       [ch]Dm[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]\r\nhelp me find my way back in[/tab]\r\nthere are worries where I've been\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]F[/ch]        [ch]Em[/ch]       [ch]G[/ch]\r\n(instrumental segway)[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                       [ch]A[/ch]\r\nsay, say, say in the lee of the bay; don't be bothered[/tab]\r\nleave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the water\r\n[ch]Bm[/ch]                      [ch]D[/ch]                      [ch]C[/ch]              \r\n[tab]      [ch]Em[/ch]\r\nflanked by furrows, curling back, like a match held up to a newspaper[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                      [ch]A[/ch]\r\nEmily, they'll follow your lead by the letter[/tab]\r\nand I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better\r\n[ch]Bm[/ch]                     [ch]D[/ch]                     [ch]C[/ch]                \r\n[tab]    [ch]Em[/ch]\r\nwhat they've seen is just a beam of your sun that banishes winter[/tab]\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]Em[/ch]                     [ch]A[/ch]\r\nlet us go! though we know it's a hopeless endeavor[/tab]\r\nthe ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close forever\r\n[ch]Bm[/ch]                     [ch]D[/ch]                     [ch]C[/ch]                \r\n[tab]      [ch]Em[/ch]\r\nthough there is nothing would help me come to grips with a sky that is gaping and yawning[/tab]\r\nthere is a song I woke with on my lips as you sailed your great ship towards the morning\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D#[/ch]              [ch]Gm[/ch]              [ch]F[/ch]              [ch]Cm[/ch]\r\ncome on home, the poppies are all grown knee-deep by now[/tab]\r\nblossoms all have fallen, and the pollen ruins the plow\r\npeonies nod in the breeze and while they wetly bow, with\r\nhydrocephalitic listlessness ants mop up their brow\r\nand everything with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour\r\nthe butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly hours\r\nand my clay-colored motherlessness rangily reclines\r\n- come on home, now! all my bones are dolorous with vines\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]G#[/ch]              [ch]C[/ch]               [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nPa pointed out to me, for the hundredth time tonight[/tab]\r\nthe way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of light\r\n[tab][ch]Fm[/ch]              [ch]C[/ch]               [ch]G[/ch]              [ch]Am[/ch]\r\nsquint skyward and listen - loving him, we move within[/tab]\r\nhis borders: just asterisms in the stars' set order\r\nwe could stand for a century, starin', with our heads cocked\r\nin the broad daylight at this thing. Joy, landlocked\r\nin bodies that don't keep, dumbstruck with the sweetness of be-\r\ning till we don't be told; take this and eat this\r\n\r\n[tab][ch]D#[/ch]              [ch]Gm[/ch]              [ch]F[/ch]                 [ch]Cm[/ch]\r\ntold; the meteorite is the source of the light and the meteor's just what we see[/tab]\r\nand the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee\r\nand the meteorite's just what causes the light and the meteor's how it's perceived\r\nand the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee\r","plain_text":"----------------------------------------------------------------------------\n----------------------------------------------------------------------------\nTuning: Standard\n\n\nSet to the sky in a flying spree, for the sport over the pharaoh\nLittle while later the Pharisees dragged comb through the meadow\nDo you remember what they called up to you and me, in our window?\nthere is a rusty light on the pines tonight sun pouring wine, lord, or marrow\ndown into the bones of the birches and the spires of the churches jutting out from the shadows\nthe oak, and the axe, and the old smokestacks and the bale and the barrow\nand everything sloped like it was dragged from a rope in the mouth of the south below\n\n\nwe thought our very hearts would up and melt away\n\nand the stirring of wind chimes in the morning in the morning\n\nfrom the place where I have been\n\n\n\n\nI dreamed you were skipping little stones across the surface of the water\nBm                     D                     C                \n\nin a mud-cloud, mica-spangled, like the sky'd been breathing on a mirror\n\n\nyou taught me the names of the stars overhead that I wrote down in my ledger\nBm                      D                      C              \n\nI promised you I‘d set them to verse so I'd always remember\n\n\nBm                     D                      C               \n\n\nBm                      D                     C               \n     Em\n\nand the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee\n\n\nthrew the window wide and cried; Amen! Amen! Amen!\nthe whole world - stopped - to hear you hollering\nyou looked down and saw now what was happening\nthe lines are fadin' in my kingdom\nthough I have never known the way to border them in\nso the muddy mouths of baboons and sows and the grouse and the horse and the hen\ngrope at the gate of the looming lake that was once a tidy pen\nand the mail is late and the great estates are not lit from within\nthe talk in town's becoming downright sickening\n\n\nI've seen your bravery, and I will follow you there\n\nsearch of the midwife who could help me who could help me\n\nthere are worries where I've been\n\n\n\n\nleave your troubles here where the tugboats shear the water from the water\nBm                      D                      C              \n\n\n\nand I make this claim, and I'm not ashamed to say I know you better\nBm                     D                     C                \n\n\n\nthe ties that bind, they are barbed and spined and hold us close forever\nBm                     D                     C                \n\nthere is a song I woke with on my lips as you sailed your great ship towards the morning\n\n\nblossoms all have fallen, and the pollen ruins the plow\npeonies nod in the breeze and while they wetly bow, with\nhydrocephalitic listlessness ants mop up their brow\nand everything with wings is restless, aimless, drunk and dour\nthe butterflies and birds collide at hot, ungodly hours\nand my clay-colored motherlessness rangily reclines\n- come on home, now! all my bones are dolorous with vines\n\n\nthe way the ladle leads to a dirt-red bullet of light\n\nhis borders: just asterisms in the stars' set order\nwe could stand for a century, starin', with our heads cocked\nin the broad daylight at this thing. Joy, landlocked\nin bodies that don't keep, dumbstruck with the sweetness of be-\ning till we don't be told; take this and eat this\n\n\nand the meteoroid is a stone that's devoid of the fire that propelled it to thee\nand the meteorite's just what causes the light and the meteor's how it's perceived\nand the meteoroid's a bone thrown from the void that lies quiet in offering to thee","chords":["D#","Gm","F","Cm","G#","C","G","Am","Fm","Dm","Em","A","Bm","D"],"chord_diagrams":{"A":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,1,2,3,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,2,0]},"Am":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,2,3,1,0],"frets":[-1,0,2,2,1,0]},"Bm":{"barres":[2],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,3,4,2,1],"frets":[-1,2,4,4,3,2]},"C":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,3,2,0,1,0],"frets":[0,3,2,0,1,0]},"Cm":{"barres":[3],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,1,3,4,2,1],"frets":[-1,3,5,5,4,3]},"D":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,1,3,2],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,2]},"Dm":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,0,0,2,3,1],"frets":[-1,-1,0,2,3,1]},"Em":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[0,2,3,0,0,0],"frets":[0,2,2,0,0,0]},"F":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,2,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,2,1,1]},"Fm":{"barres":[1],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,1,1,1],"frets":[1,3,3,1,1,1]},"G":{"barres":[],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[2,1,0,0,0,3],"frets":[3,2,0,0,0,3]},"Gm":{"barres":[3],"baseFret":1,"fingers":[1,3,4,1,1,1],"frets":[3,5,5,3,3,3]}}}