Yvette In English

#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE---------------------------------# #This file is the author’s own work and represents their interpretation of the # #song. You may only use this file for private study scholarship or research. # #------------------------------------------------------------------------------## From: (Sunil Shaw) Yvette in English by Joni Mitchell and David Crosby from her album Turbulent Indigo First time posting please forgive any inaccuracies. Having forgotten what little music theory I ever knew I have no idea what the chords are really called but here are their shapes and the tuning as I hear it. This is the barest skeleton of what joni plays but by using this tuning the shapes and by listening to the album you can get pretty close. Tuning (tune each string down to the nearest correct note) = = = = = = (same tuning for ’God must be a boogie man’ also by joni album=mingus) Chord shapes Aflat=888800 Am   =999800 F    =555500 G=   =777700 Am(2)=022000 Dm   =222100 C    =000000 Criff=000777       000000       00012 12 12 Yvette in English ^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^^ Aflat Am Aflat Am    He met her in a french cafe    She slipped in sideways like a cat    Sidelong glances what a wary little stray F      G             Criff    She sticks in his mind like that Saying ’avez vous un alumette’ With her lips wrapped around a cigarette Yvette in english saying ’please have this F       G     Aflat Little bit of instant bliss...’ Am Aflat Am Aflat next verse He’s fumbling with her foreign tongue Reaching for words and drawing blanks A loud mouth is stricken deaf and dumb In a bistro on the left bank ’If I was a painter’ Picasso said ’i’d paint this girl from toe to head’ Yvette in English saying ’please have this Little bit of instant bliss Burgundy nocturne tips and spills They trot along nicely in the spreading stain new chills new thrills for the old uphill battle How did he wind up here again? Walking and talking touched and scared Uninsulated wires laid bare Yvette in English saying ’please have this Little bit of instant bliss What blew her like a leaf his way up in the air and down to earth First she flusters then she frays So quick to question her own worth Her cigarette burns her finger tips As it falls like fireworks she curses it Yvette in English saying ’please have this Little bit of instant bliss He sees her turn and walk away Skittering like a cat on stone Her high heels clicking what a wary little stray She leaves him by the Seine alone. With the black water and the amber lights And the bony bridge between left and right Yvette in English saying ’please have this Little bit of instant bliss