Maids When You're Young Never Wed An Old Man (Live at The Half Beat, Yorkville, Toronto, Canada, 10/21/1964) - Joni Mitchell

An old man came courting me, hey ding dooram day An old man came courting me, me being young An old man came courting me, all for to marry me Maids, when you're young never wed an old man (Chorus:) Because he's got no faloorum, fadidle eye-oorum He's got no faloorum, fadidle all day He's got no faloorum, he's lost his ding doorum Oh Maids When You're Young, Never Wed An Old Man When we went to church, hey ding dooram day When we went to church, me being young When we went to church, he left me in the lurch Maids When You're Young, Never Wed An Old Man (Chorus) When we went to bed, hey ding doorum day When we went to bed, me being young When we went to bed, he lay like he was dead Maids when you're young never wed an old man (Chorus) When he went to sleep, hey ding doorum day When he went to sleep, me being young When he went to sleep, out of bed I did creep Into the arms of a handsome young man And I found his faloorum, fadidle eye-oorum I found his faloorum, fadidle all day I found his faloorum, he got my ding doorum So maids when you're young never wed an old man

Cry baby, cry baby, cry baby Honey, welcome back home I know she told you, honey I know she told you that she loved you Much more than I did but all I know is that she left you And you swear that you just don't know why But you know, honey I'll always, I'll always be around if you ever want me Cry baby, cry baby Oh honey, welcome back home Don't you know, honey Honey ain't nobody ever gonna love you the way I try to do? Who'll take all your pain, and your heartache, too? And if you need me you know that I'll always be around If you ever want me Cry baby, cry baby Oh Daddy, like you always saying to do And when you walk around the world, babe You said you'd try to look for the end of the road You might find out later that the road'll end in Detroit Honey, the road'll even end in Kathmandu You can go all around the world Trying to find something to do with your life, baby We only gotta do one thing well You only gotta do one thing well to make it in this world, babe You got a woman waiting for you there All you ever gotta do is be a good man one time to one woman And that'll be the end of the road, babe I know you got more tears to share, babe So come on, come on Come on, come on, come on And cry, cry baby, cry baby, cry And if you ever feel a little lonely, dear I want you to come on, come on to your mama now And if you ever want a little love of a woman Come on and baby, baby, baby, babe, babe, baby now Cry baby, yeah

Alright Here's the song From Deep Purple (Let's hear it) If you're leaving, close the door Not expecting people, anymore Hear me grieving, lying on the floor Whether drunk or dead, I really ain't too sure I'm a blind man I'm a blind man And my world is pale When a blind man cries Lord, you know Feel no sadder tale Had a friend once, in a room Had a good time, but it ended much too soon In a cold months, in that room Found a reason for the things we had to do, hey I'm a blind man I'm a blind man Now my world is cold When a blind man cries Lord, you know He feels it from his soul He feels it, feels it I'm a blind man I'm a blind man And my world is pale When a blind man cries Lord, you know There ain't a sadder tale Thank you I hope you don't have bass in this 'Cause I really feel a lot of bass return Not that bass is a bad thing But if you're a singer I'm tryin' to be a singer, come on Okay

Why do the birds sing so early in the dawn? Their honeysuckle melodies, before my day's alarm I imagine they're rehearsing for some big, elaborate show That I've not been invited to, so I should never know The songs they like to sing, I suppose they're not too far From all the songs I sing, when I'm alone late in my car (when I'm alone late in my car) And if I were the postman awake for the afternoon I'd be the lucky someone eavesdropping on their tunes But I think I like it better when I sleep late past their call For all I know, perhaps the birds don't even sing at all We are nothing Love comes easily to you But not the hurt You're impervious to blue I wish I knew How to sing about the other colors too

Jumped and took a fall Expected I would fly I didn't know that wings Were made of wax and wires But I forgive the sun For burning like it's June 'Cause bones can always mend But there's only one of you You're gravity to me You keep me in my place And without your pull I'd just be lost in space I'm tethered to your heart Oh, any distance wide When whispering your words I hear them amplified And I'm out here on a limb In this vacuum of two So believe when I say That my eyes see only you You're gravity to me You keep me in my place And without your pull I'd just be lost in space

I'm traveling in some vehicle I'm sitting in some cafe A defector from the petty wars That shell shock love away There's comfort in melancholy When there's no need to explain It's just as natural as the weather In this moody sky today In our possessive coupling So much could not be expressed So now i'm returning to myself These things that you and i suppressed I see something of myself in everyone Just at this moment of the world As snow gathers like bolts of lace Waltzing on a ballroom girl You know it never has been easy Whether you do or you do not resign Whether you travel the breadth of extremities Or stick to some straighter line Now here's a man and a woman sitting on a rock They're either going to thaw out or freeze Listen... Strains of benny goodman Coming thru' the snow and the pinewood trees I'm porous with travel fever But you know i'm so glad to be on my own Still somehow the slightest touch of a stranger Can set up trembling in my bones I know - no one's going to show me everything We all come and go unknown Each so deep and superficial Between the forceps and the stone Well i looked at the granite markers Those tribute to finality - to eternity And then i looked at myself here Chicken scratching for my immortality In the church they light the candles And the wax rolls down like tears There's the hope and the hopelessness I've witnessed thirty years We're only particles of change i know, i know Orbiting around the sun But how can i have that point of view When i'm always bound and tied to someone White flags of winter chimneys Waving truce against the moon In the mirrors of a modern bank >from the window of a hotel room I'm traveling in some vehicle I'm sitting in some cafe A defector from the petty wars Until love sucks me back that way