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PIAZZA NEW YORK CATCHER - Belle and Sebastian
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this is exactly the same as the original except all the chords
have been moved up a semitone, so that none of the chords
specifically have to be barred. if you want you can tune your
guitar down half a step to acheive the sound on the record.
[G]Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll[C] sail around th[G]e world
[Am]I will be your Ferdinand and y[Em]ou my wayward girl
How m[Am]any nights of talking in hot[D]el rooms can you take?
How m[Am]any nights of limping round on [D]pagan holidays?
Oh elo[C]pe with me in private and we’l[Em]l set something ablaze
A t[Am]rail for the d[D]evil to er[Em]ase
[G]San Francisco’s calling us, th[C]e Giants and Mets wil[G]l play
[Am]Piazza, New York catcher, are you [Em]straight or are you gay?
We [Am]hung about the stadium, we’v[D]e got no place to stay
We [Am]hung about the tenderloin and [D]tenderly you tell
About the [C]saddest book you ever read, it [Em]always makes you cry
The [Am]statue’s cryin[D]g too and well h[Em]e may
I [G]love you I’ve a drowning grip o[C]n your adorin[G]g face
I [Am]love you my responsibili[Em]ty has found a place
Be[Am]side you and strong warnings in the [D]guise of gentle words
Come [Am]wave upon me from the wider [D]family net absurd
“You’ll t[C]ake care of her, I know it, you w[Em]ill do a better job”
[Am]Maybe, but [D]not what she de[Em]serves
El[G]ope with me Miss Private and we’l[C]l drink ourselve[G]s awake
We’l[Am]l taste the coffee houses and [Em]award certificates
A [Am]privy seal to keep the feel of [D]1960 style
We’l[Am]l comment on the decor and we[D]ll help the passer by
And at [C]dusk when work is over we’ll c[Em]ontinue the debate
In a [Am]borrowed bedroom [D]virginal and s[Em]pare
The [G]catcher hits for .318 and [C]catches every [G]day
The [Am]pitcher puts religion first and [Em]rests on holidays
He [Am]goes into cathedrals and lies [D]prostrate on the floor
He [Am]knows the drink affects his speed he’[D]s praying for
A doorway
Back in[C]to the life he wants and the conf[Em]ession of the bench
[Am]Life outside the [D]diamond is a [Em]wrench
I [G]wish that you were here with me to [C]pass the dull [G]weekend
I [Am]know it wouldn’t come to love, m[Em]y heroine pretend
A [Am]lady stepping from the songs we [D]love until this day
You’[Am]d settle for an epitaph like[D] “Walk Away, Renee”
The sun up[C]on the roof in winter will draw [Em]you out like
A flower
[Am]Meet you at the [D]statue in an [Em]hour
[Am]Meet you at the [D]statue in an [Em]hour
"
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PIAZZA NEW YORK CATCHER - Belle and Sebastian
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this is exactly the same as the original except all the chords
have been moved up a semitone, so that none of the chords
specifically have to be barred. if you want you can tune your
guitar down half a step to acheive the sound on the record.
[G]Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll[C] sail around th[G]e world
[Am]I will be your Ferdinand and y[Em]ou my wayward girl
How m[Am]any nights of talking in hot[D]el rooms can you take?
How m[Am]any nights of limping round on [D]pagan holidays?
Oh elo[C]pe with me in private and we’l[Em]l set something ablaze
A t[Am]rail for the d[D]evil to er[Em]ase
[G]San Francisco’s calling us, th[C]e Giants and Mets wil[G]l play
[Am]Piazza, New York catcher, are you [Em]straight or are you gay?
We [Am]hung about the stadium, we’v[D]e got no place to stay
We [Am]hung about the tenderloin and [D]tenderly you tell
About the [C]saddest book you ever read, it [Em]always makes you cry
The [Am]statue’s cryin[D]g too and well h[Em]e may
I [G]love you I’ve a drowning grip o[C]n your adorin[G]g face
I [Am]love you my responsibili[Em]ty has found a place
Be[Am]side you and strong warnings in the [D]guise of gentle words
Come [Am]wave upon me from the wider [D]family net absurd
“You’ll t[C]ake care of her, I know it, you w[Em]ill do a better job”
[Am]Maybe, but [D]not what she de[Em]serves
El[G]ope with me Miss Private and we’l[C]l drink ourselve[G]s awake
We’l[Am]l taste the coffee houses and [Em]award certificates
A [Am]privy seal to keep the feel of [D]1960 style
We’l[Am]l comment on the decor and we[D]ll help the passer by
And at [C]dusk when work is over we’ll c[Em]ontinue the debate
In a [Am]borrowed bedroom [D]virginal and s[Em]pare
The [G]catcher hits for .318 and [C]catches every [G]day
The [Am]pitcher puts religion first and [Em]rests on holidays
He [Am]goes into cathedrals and lies [D]prostrate on the floor
He [Am]knows the drink affects his speed he’[D]s praying for
A doorway
Back in[C]to the life he wants and the conf[Em]ession of the bench
[Am]Life outside the [D]diamond is a [Em]wrench
I [G]wish that you were here with me to [C]pass the dull [G]weekend
I [Am]know it wouldn’t come to love, m[Em]y heroine pretend
A [Am]lady stepping from the songs we [D]love until this day
You’[Am]d settle for an epitaph like[D] “Walk Away, Renee”
The sun up[C]on the roof in winter will draw [Em]you out like
A flower
[Am]Meet you at the [D]statue in an [Em]hour
[Am]Meet you at the [D]statue in an [Em]hour
"
