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