Intro:  A  F#m  A  F#m  A  F#m  E  A  B  E  A  B  E  A  B  E  A  B

 E      A  B  E       A  B  E        A  B  E
 Once upon a sign I read a warning and it said
    A   B  E          A    B   E
 'When in Rome don't feed the lions'
   A   B   E            A  B      E      A  B
 What it meant I can't hazard a guess
      B         E        A   B        E      A   B
 But now I've learnt my lesson I'm a better person
       E             A    B             E           A     B
 I'm filled up with high hopes and I'm fed up with soft soaps
  C#m                    B
 Long in the tooth and short on wisdom
 F#m                  B
 Up to here with the ache of it

              E               C#m
 And if the matchmaker calls hand in hand
                      E                    B
 With a catch of the day I'll rise to the bait
                     E
 But it'll still be more than a heart can take
  C#m
 More than feeling great
 E                       B
 More than a tongue can tell
      E       A     B    E     A  B      B              E    A  B
 I'd need to take leave of my senses to get a moment's rest
  E                 A    B
 Following in footsteps
  E            A   B  E   A   B   B
 Footsure in fancy dress
  C#m                  B
 Head in my hands I'm making plans
  F#m                  B
 Hoovering up for the day

            E               C#m
 When the matchmaker calls hand in hand
                        E                     B
 With the catch of the day I'll raise to the bait
                     E
 But it'll still be more then a heart can take
  C#m
 More than feeling great
  E                      B
 More than a tongue can tell

 Instrumental break: F#  G#m  B  C#     F#  G#m  B  C#

          C#m         G#m
 And the itch to get rich quick
      A             B
 Has never been so hard to reach
          E            A  B    E   A  B
 With my hands tied behind my back
  E              A    B   E    A  B  B
 Shin deep in cement and sand
                       E
 Just like the anchor-man I broke loose
       C#m
 And crashed to the sea bed
   E                      B
 Clutching the shortest straw
                         E                          C#m
 And if you threw me a line that's as smart as you think
                       E
 It wouldn't stop me sinking down to cry
           B                E     C#m  E  B
 On what flashed before my eyes