Chelsea Morning
Lyrics
Woke up, it was a Chelsea Morning And the first thing that I heard Was a song outside my window And the traffic wrote the wordsfull lyrics...
Woke up, it was a Chelsea Morning And the first thing that I heard Was a song outside my window And the traffic wrote the wordsfull lyrics...
Features Of This Song
mellow rock instrumentationfolk influences
a subtle use of vocal counterpoint
a subtle use of vocal harmony
acoustic sonority
intricate melodic phrasing
thru composed melodic style
major key tonality
melodic songwriting
a smooth female lead vocal
acoustic rhythm guitars
upbeat lyrics
These are just a few of the hundreds of attributes cataloged for this song by the Music Genome Project.
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Hits
1996
And the first thing that I knew And a bowl of oranges too Oh, won’t you stay We’ll put on the day Publisher: CRAZY CROW MUSIC By candlelight Blue, red, green Like pipes and drums Every second Songwriter: Joni Mitchell To beckon If only you will stay Was a song outside my window And gold to welcome you And the streets And stuck And pigeons fly It came a reelin' up And the rainbow runs away Crimson crystal beads I will bring you incense owls by night And the traffic wrote the words On a portrait of today There was milk and toast and honey By jewel-light Oh, won’t you stay And we’ll talk To all my senses Woke up, it was a Chelsea Morning In present tenses Are paved with passersby And the first thing that I saw Was the sun through yellow curtains And rappin' up Woke up, it was a Chelsea Morning Woke up, it was a Chelsea Morning Wake up, it’s a Chelsea Morning And the sun poured And a rainbow on the wall And papers lie ’Til the night comes We’ll put on the day Like Christmas bells When the curtain closes Oh, won’t you stay Pretty baby, won’t you And the first thing that I heard Waitin' to blow away In like butterscotch There’s a sun show Now the curtain opens And we’ll wear it We’ll put on the day


