Andrew Bird – The Privateers (Guitar)

D     A       Bm        Bm
Don't sell me anything.     Your one time

G              D                   A               A
offer, so uncalled for You call it piece of mind

      D     A        Bm               Bm
Cause I can see your house from here,

G       D           A             A
Now the leaves have fallen, dear

      D          A             Bm        Bm
I can see you're just a little privateer

G          A                  D     D
As your confession draws more near

Bm        F#               Bm                   F#
Time and again, I find I'm listless, or rather, fistless

   Bm    A                 D      D
In time, oh, that's what I find

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So carry me to Mecca with what you may divine

        Bm                G               A                A
Take me with you, take me with you. Don't leave me behind

         D          A         Bm             Bm
Oh cause I, I don't want your life insurance

G             D                A              A
Home, auto, health, flood, and fire insurance

         D     A                      Bm       Bm
Oh, just make, please make this basic inference

G            D         A             A
And speak of me in the present tense

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Oh cause I, I can see your ship from here

G       D           A                A
Now the weather, so bright and clear

      D          A             Bm        Bm
I can see you're just a little profiteer

G            A                  D     D
  As your confession draws more near

G            A                  D     D
  As your confession draws more near

G            A                  D     D
  As your confession draws more near