Clip vidéo
Crédits
INTERPRÉTATION
Amy Grant
Chant
Michael Omartian
Claviers
Ashley Cleveland
Chœurs
Brent Rowan
Guitare
Chris McHugh
Batterie
Danny O'Lannerghty
Basse
Eric Darken
Percussion
Gary Chapman
Chœurs
Jerry McPherson
Guitare
Lisa Bevill
Chœurs
Michael Mellett
Chœurs
COMPOSITION ET PAROLES
Joni Mitchell
Paroles/Composition
PRODUCTION ET INGÉNIERIE
Michael Omartian
Production
Stephen Marcussen
Ingénierie de mastérisation
James Dineen III
Ingénierie
John Dickson
Assistance d’ingénierie
Keith Robichaux
Assistance d’ingénierie
Mark Capps
Assistance d’ingénierie
Scott Link
Assistance d’ingénierie
Terry Christian
Ingénierie de mixage
Paroles
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
With a pink hotel, a boutique, and a swinging hot spot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop
They took all the trees and put 'em in a tree museum
And then they charged all the poeple twenty-five bucks just to see 'em
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop, shoo-bop-bop-bop
Hey farmer, farmer, put away your ddt now
Give me spots on my apples but leave me the birds and the bees, please
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
I say, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Late last night i heard the screen door slam
And a big yellow taxi carried off my old man
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Don't it always seem to go
That you don't know what you've got till it's gone
They paved paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Oh, now, they paved paradise and they put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Hey, steam rolled paradise and put up a parking lot
Shoo-bop-bop-bop-bop
Writer(s): Joni Mitchell
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