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Piazza New York Catcher by Belle And Sebastian
Piazza New York Catcher
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 C G
Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll sail around the world
Am Em
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
Am D
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?
Am D
How many nights of limping round on pagan holidays?
C Em
Oh elope with me in private and we’ll set something ablaze
Am D Em
A trail for the devil to erase
G C G
San Francisco’s calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Am Em
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
Am D
We hung about the stadium, we’ve got no place to stay
Am D
We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell
C Em
About the saddest book you ever read, it always makes you cry
Am D Em
The statue’s crying too and well he may
G C G
I love you I’ve a drowning grip on your adoring face
Am Em
I love you my responsibility has found a place
Am D
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Am D
Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd
C Em
“You’ll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better jobâ€
Am D Em
Maybe, but not what she deserves
G C G
Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll drink ourselves awake
Am Em
We’ll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
Am D
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
Am D
We’ll comment on the decor and we’ll help the passer by
C Em
And at dusk when work is over we’ll continue the debate
Am D Em
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare
G C G
The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
Am Em
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
Am D
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
Am D
He knows the drink affects his speed he’s praying for
A doorway
C Em
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Am D Em
Life outside the diamond is a wrench
G C G
I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
Am Em
I know it wouldn’t come to love, my heroine pretend
Am D
A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day
Am D
You’d settle for an epitaph like “Walk Away, Reneeâ€
C Em
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like
A flower
Am D Em
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Am D Em
Meet you at the statue in an hour
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version 2
Tuning: Standard
Intro: F#
[F#]Elope with me, Miss Private, and we'll [B]sail around the [F#]world
[Abm]I will be your Ferdinand and [Ebm]you my wayward girl
[Abm]How many nights of talking in [C#]hotel rooms can you take?
[Abm]How many nights of limping 'round on [C#]pagan holidays?
Oh, [B]elope with me in private and we'll [Eb]set something ablaze
[Abm]A trail for the [C#]devil to [Ebm]erase
San Francisco's calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
We hung about the stadium, we've got no place to stay
We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest book you ever read
It always makes you cry
The statue's crying too and will he may
I love you I've a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you my responsibility has found a place
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the family why not that's absurd
"You'll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better job"
Maybe, but not what she deserves
Elope with me Miss Private and we'll drink ourselves awake
We'll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960's style
We'll comment on the decor and we'll help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over we'll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare
The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink affects his speed he's praying for a doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Life outside the diamond is a wrench
I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn't come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day
You'd settle for an epitaph like "Walk Away, Renee"
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour
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version 3
Tuning: Standard
Capo: 2nd Fret
Intro: E
E
Elope with me, Miss Private,
A E
and we'll sail around the world
F#m C#m
I will be your Ferdinand and you my wayward girl
F#m B
How many nights of talking in hotel rooms can you take?
F#m B
How many nights of limping 'round on pagan holidays?
A C#m
Oh, elope with me in private and we'll set something ablaze
F#m B C#m
A trail for the devil to erase
San Francisco’s calling us, the Giants and Mets will play
Piazza, New York catcher, are you straight or are you gay?
We hung about the stadium, we’ve got no place to stay
We hung about the tenderloin and tenderly you tell
About the saddest ending of a book you ever had to read
The statue’s crying too and well he may
I love you I’ve a drowning grip on your adoring face
I love you my responsibility has found a place
Beside you and strong warnings in the guise of gentle words
Come wave upon me from the wider family net absurd
“You’ll take care of her, I know it, you will do a better jobâ€
Maybe, but not what she deserves
Elope with me Miss Private and we’ll drink ourselves awake
We’ll taste the coffee houses and award certificates
A privy seal to keep the feel of 1960 style
We’ll comment on the decor and we’ll help the passer by
And at dusk when work is over we’ll continue the debate
In a borrowed bedroom virginal and spare
The catcher hits for .318 and catches every day
The pitcher puts religion first and rests on holidays
He goes into cathedrals and lies prostrate on the floor
He knows the drink affects his speed he’s praying for
A doorway
Back into the life he wants and the confession of the bench
Life outside the diamond is a wrench
I wish that you were here with me to pass the dull weekend
I know it wouldn’t come to love, my heroine pretend
A lady stepping from the songs we love until this day
You’d settle for an epitaph like “Walk Away, Reneeâ€
The sun upon the roof in winter will draw you out like a flower
Meet you at the statue in an hour
Meet you at the statue in an hour
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