Free Man In Paris Joni Mitchell
The way I see it" he said
"You just can't win it."
Everybody's in it for their own gain;
You can't please 'em all.
There's always somebody callin' you down.
I do my best and I do a good bus'ness.
There's a lot o people askin' for my time.
They're tryin' to get ahead.
They're tryin' to be a good friend of mine.
I was a free man in Paris, I felt unfettered and alive.
There was nobody callin' me up for favors
And no one's future to decide.
You know, I'd go back there tomorrow but for the work I've taken on,
Stokin' the star maker machin'ry behind the popular songs.
I deal in dreamers and telephone screamers.
Lately I wonder what I do it for;
If I had my way I'd just walk through those doors
And wander down the Champs Elysees;
Going cafe o cabaret, thinking how I'd feel when I find
That very good friend of mine.
I was a free man in Paris, I felt unfettered and alive.
There was nobody callin' me up for favors
And no one's future to decide.
You know, I'd go back there tomorrow but for the work I've taken on,
Stokin' the star maker machin'ry behind the popular songs.