CHORDS USED IN THIS SONG

F#

B

G#m

Ebm

C#

"Piazza, New York Catcher" by Belle & Sebastian

Intro: [F#]

[F#]Elope with me Miss Private and we'll [B]sail around the [F#]world
[G#m]I will be your Ferdinand and [Ebm] you my wayward girl
[G#m]How many nights of talking in ho[C#]tel rooms can you take?
[G#m]How many nights of limping round on [C#]pagan holidays?
[B]Oh elope with me in private and we'll [Ebm]set something ablaze
[G#m]A trail for the [B]devil to [Ebm]erase

[F#]San Francisco's calling us, the [B]Giants and Mets will [F#]play
[G#m]Piazza, New York catcher, are you [Ebm]straight or are you gay?
[G#m]We hung about the stadium, we've [C#]got no place to stay
[G#m]We hung about the tenderloin and [C#]tenderly you tell
[B]About the saddest book you ever read [Ebm]It always makes you cry
[G#m]The statue's crying [B]too and [Ebm]will he may.

[F#]I love you I've a drowning grip on [B]your adoring [F#]face
[G#m]I love you my responsibili[Ebm]ty has found a place
[G#m]Beside you and strong warnings in the [C#]guise of gentle words
[G#m]Come wave upon me from the family [C#]why not that's absurd
[B]"You'll take care of her, I know it, you will [Ebm]do a better job"
[G#m]Maybe, but [B]not what she [Ebm]deserves

[F#]Elope with me Miss Private and we'll[B] drink ourselves [F#]awake
[G#m]We'll taste the coffee houses and [Ebm]award certificates
[G#m]A privy seal to keep the feel of [C#]1960's style
[G#m]We'll comment on the decor and we'll [C#]help a passer by
[B]And at dusk when work is over we'll [Ebm]continue the debate
[G#m]In a borrowed [B]bedroom virginal [Ebm]and spare

[F#]The catcher hits for .318 and[B] catches every[F#]day
[G#m]The pitcher puts religion first and [Ebm]rests on holidays
[G#m]He goes into cathedrals and lies [C#]prostrate on the floor
[G#m]He knows the drink affects his speed he's [C#]praying for a doorway
[B]Back into the life he wants and the [Ebm]confession of the bench
[G#m]Life outside the [B]diamond is a [Ebm]wrench

[F#]I wish that you were [B]here with me to [F#]pass the dull weekend
[G#m]I know it wouldn't come to love, my [Ebm]heroine pretend
[G#m]A lady stepping from the songs we [C#]love until this day
[G#m]You'd settle for an epitaph like [C#]"Walk Away, Renee"
[B]The sun upon the roof in winter will [Ebm]draw you out like a flower
[G#m]Meet you at the [B]statue in an [Ebm]hour
[G#m]Meet you at the [B]statue in an [Ebm]hour


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