My Old Man - Joni Mitchell

My old man

Hes a singer in the park

Hes a walker in the rain

Hes a dancer in the dark

We dont need no piece of paper

From the city hall

Keeping us tied and true

My old man

Keeping away my blues

Hes my sunshine in the morning

Hes my fireworks at the end of the day

Hes the warmest chord I ever heard

Play that warm chord, play and stay baby

We dont need no piece of paper

From the city hall

Keeping us tied and true

My old man

Keeping away my blues

But when hes gone

Me and them lonesome blues collide

The beds too big

The frying pans too wide