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 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 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 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 B With my hands tied behind my back E A B E 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 B#m On what flashed before my eyes Repeat E C#m E B and fade