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


Hade tänkt att lära mig den här på gitarr, och än så länge går det bra ;) Har övat en gång, men det är okej. 
Mina fingrar gör lite ont bara... (den heter "piazza, new york catcher")

Mathilda