Belle and Sebastian – Piazza New York Catcher (Ukulele)
Key
-
Versions
(2)
Guitar
Ukulele
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Speed:
1.0x
Chords
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Tabbed by: squizz
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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 achieve 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 job” 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, Renee” 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