Not to Blame - Joni Mitchell

    The story hit the news
    From coast to coast
    They said you beat the girl
    You loved the most
    Your charitable acts
    Seemed out of place
    With the beauty
    With your fist marks on her face
    Your buddies all stood by
    They bet their fortunes
    And their fame
    That she was out of line
    And you were not to blame

    Six hundred thousand doctors
    Are putting on rubber gloves
    And they're poking
    At the miseries made of love
    They say they're learning
    How to spot
    The battered wives
    Among all the women
    They see bleeding through their lives
    I bleed--
    For your perversity--
    These red words that make a stain
    On your white-washed claim that
    She was out of line
    And you were not to blame

    I heard your baby say
    When he was only three
    "Daddy, let's get some girls
    One for you and one for me."
    His mother had the frailty
    You despise
    And the looks
    You love to drive to suicide
    Not one wet eye around
    Her lonely little grave
    Said, "He was out of line girl
    You were not to blame."

    Marco Giunco
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