Joni Mitchell - Song For Sharon Lyrics
I went to staten island.To buy myself a mandolinAnd I saw the long white dress of loveOn a storefront mannequinBig boat chuggin back with a belly full of cars...All for something lacySome girls going to see that dressAnd crave that day like crazyLittle indian kids on a bridge up in canadaThey can balance and they can climbLike their fathers before themTheyll walk the girders of the manhattan skylineShine your light on me miss libertyBecause as soon as this ferry boat docksIm headed to the churchTo play bingoFleece me with the gamblers flocksI can keep my cool at pokerBut Im a fool when loves at stakeBecause I cant conceal emotionWhat Im feelings always written on my faceTheres a gypsy down on bleecker streetI went in to see her as a kind of jokeAnd she lit a candle for my love luckAnd eighteen bucks went up in smokeSharon, I left my manAt a north dakota junctionAnd I came out to the big apple hereTo face the dreams malfunctionLoves a repetitious dangerYoud think Id be accustomed toWell, I do accept the changesAt least better than I used to doA woman I knew just drowned herselfThe well was deep and muddyShe was just shaking off futilityOr punishing somebodyMy friends were calling up all day yesterdayAll emotions and abstractionsIt seems we all live so close to that lineAnd so far from satisfactionDora says, have children!Mama and betsy say-find yourself a charity.Help the needy and the crippled or put some time into ecology.Well, theres a wide wide world of noble causesAnd lovely landscapes to discoverBut all I really want right nowIs...find another loverWhen we were kids in maidstone, sharonI went to every wedding in that little townTo see the tears and the kissesAnd the pretty lady in the white lace wedding gownAnd walking home on the railroad tracksOr swinging on the playground swingLove stimulated my illusionsMore than anythingAnd when I went skating after golden reggieYou know it was white lace I was chasingChasing dreamsMamas nylons underneath my cowgirl jeansHe showed me first you get the kissesAnd then you get the tearsBut the ceremony of the bells and laceStill veils this reckless fool hereNow there are 29 skaters on wolmann rinkCircling in singles and in pairsIn this vigorous anonymityA blank face at the window stares and stares and stares and staresAnd the power of reasonAnd the flowers of deep feelingSeem to serve meOnly to deceive meSharon youve got a husbandAnd a family and a farmIve got the apple of temptationAnd a diamond snake around my armBut you still have your musicAnd Ive still got my eyes on the land and the skyYou sing for your friends and your familyIll walk green pastures by and by
