Lirik dan Chord Lagu Raised on Robbery - Joni Mitchell

Dirilis pada tahun 1974, lagu tersebut ditulis dan diproduseri sendiri oleh Joni.

“Raised on Robbery” dimuat dalam album studio keenam miliknya yang bertajuk Court and Spark.

Berikut ini lirik dan chord lagu “Raised on Robbery” dari Joni Mitchell.

[Intro]
C E    C E    C C C E

[Prelude]
             C                    E                   C              E
He was sittin’ in the lounge of the empire hotel
             C                                                                     E
He was drinkin’ for diversion he was thinkin’ for himself
    C                   E                   C         E
A little money ridin’ on the maple leafs
C
Along comes this lady in lacy sleeves she says

[Verse 1]
F
Let me sit down you know,
                                C
Drinkin’ alone’s a shame
C
It’s a shame it’s a cryin’ shame
G                                F                                           C
Look at those jokers glued to that damn hockey game
F
Hey honey you got lots of cash
F
Bring us ‘round a bottle and we’ll have some laughs
Bb                                           G                     C
Gin’s what I’m drinkin’ I was raised on robbery

[Turnaround]
C   G   F
C   G   C

[Verse 2]
          F                                                  C
I’m a pretty good cook sittin’ on my groceries
           G                                 F                               C
Come up to my kitchen i’ll show you my best recipes
    F
I try and i try but i can’t save a cent
F
I’m up after midnight cookin’ tryin’ to make my rent
       Bb                                           G                    C
I’m rough but I’m pleasin’ I was raised on robbery

[Turnaround]
C   G   F
C   G   C

[Verse 3]
F
I had a little money once
                                                               C
They were pushin’ through a four lane highway
                                      G
Government gave us three thousand dollars,
          F                              C
You shoulda seen it fly away
                             F
First he bought a fifty-seven Biscayne he put it in the ditch
F
He drunk up all the rest that son of a bitch
         Bb                                      G                     C
His blood’s bad whiskey I was raised on robbery

[Turnaround]
C   G   F
C   G   C

[Verse 4]
                         F
You know you ain’t bad lookin’,
                                               C
I like the way you hold your drinks
            G
Come home with me honey
           F                                       C
I ain’t askin’ for no full-length mink
F
Hey, where you goin’?
F
Don’t go yet your glass ain’t empty and we just met
              Bb
You’re mean when you’re loaded;
           G                      C
I was raised on robbery

[Outro]
C   G   F
C   G   C