Mojo Haiku         
transcribed by Craig Bluff (cbluff@ptd.net)

G
I got a juju on my haiku    I got a mojo on my sutra too.

C                       G
    and all she did was barely look my way.
G
State of grace in the wink of an eye.
One startling moment face-to-face and I was through

C                            Eb                 F
Finished with this folderol. Free from all this la-dee-da and

G
whoop-de-doo.

Gm7                F6
She took me like a rollin' river running wide

Gm7               F6
  just like some sacred recitation.

Cm            F
Fulfills some longing somewhere deep inside

Eb                  F
   something that defies communication.

CHORUS:
Eb      Bb                  F
  I'm enlightened since she looked my way

Eb        Bb            F
  Gave me what I needed all this time

Gm                    Eb         Fsus           F
Walked right through the door and I saw what I was lookin' for

    Gm                  Eb          F       G
The kind of place where words ain't worth a dime.


G
I was spending too much of my time alone
seeking liberation in some sacred rhyme

C                        G
    too much thought and too much idle time

G
That all changed with the touch of her hand
She brought some fundamental passions into play.

C                   Eb            F                 G
  No doubt about it.   I felt the darkness start to slip away.

 Gm7               F6
   No way I could keep from falling.

Gm7                   F6
  Hallelujah, I could hear my callin',

Cm                 F
  ringing through the moonlit night.

Eb               F
   giving me the eyes to see the light.


Eb      Bb                  F
  I'm enlightened since she looked my way

Eb        Bb            F
  Gave me what I needed all this time

Gm                    Eb         Fsus           F
Walked right through the door and I saw what I was lookin' for

    Gm                  Eb          F       G
The kind of place where words ain't worth a dime.


 ride over intro


I'm talkin' bout the land beyond the pale.
The kind of thing  that ain't for sale.

Eb      Bb                  F
  I'm enlightened since she looked my way

Eb        Bb            F
  Gave me what I needed all this time

Gm                      Eb          Fsus           F
Walked right through the door and I saw what I was lookin' for

    Gm                  Eb          F       G
The kind of place where words ain't worth a dime.