The Privateers

Intro: A

D      A    Bm
Don't sell me anything 
               G           D              
Your one time offer, so uncalled-for 
             A
You call it peace of mind 

      D      A        Bm        
Cause I can see your house from here 
G            D           A
Now all the leaves have fallen, dear 
       D          A             Bm
I can see you're just a little privateer 
G                    A    D
As your confession draws more near 

Bm       F#                 Bm
Time and again, I find I'm listless 
           F#
Or rather, fistless 
Bm       F#                 Bm   F#                  
In time, oh, that's what I find 

   Bm           F#
So carry me to Mecca 
      Bm            F#
With what you may divine 
        Bm                 G
Take me with you, take me with you 
       A        
Don't leave me behind 
                   
         D           A         Bm
Oh cause I, I don't want your life insurance 
G             D                 A
Home, auto, health, flood, and fire insurance 
          D            A              Bm
Oh, just make, please make this basic inference 
G            D           A
And speak of me in the present tense 

         D         A        Bm
Oh cause I, I can see your ships from here 
G            D            A
Now all the weather's so bright and clear 
       D          A             Bm
I can see you're just a little profiteer 
G           A         D
As your confession draws more near 
G           A         D
As your confession draws more near 
G           A                  D
As your confession draws more near

Taal: Engels
Sfeer: Earnest; Melancholy; Yearning; Sentimental; Intimate; Warm; Refined; Reflective; Romantic; Sensual; Poignant; Plaintive; Wistful; Soothing; Literate; Searching; Cerebral; Sweet; Weary; Reserved; Organic; Sophisticated
Thema: In Love; Introspection; Reflection; Sunday Afternoon; Long Walk
Stijl: Alternative Pop/Rock; Alternative/Indie Rock; Adult Alternative Pop/Rock