Catcher in the Rye

I'll tab this one in open tuning one day, but for the time being you can use these chords in standard tuning. Capo on VI (key of F#).

I’m gonna (C) catch me a ride on a subway car that’s (G/b) headed for the old north star

And (F/a) leave my troubles stranded on the (C) mainland (G)

I’m gonna (C) crown the god of night with light and (G/b) pull myself clean out of sight

And (F/a) turn the phony world I left to (G) sand

(C) I would gladly sail away and (G/b) never mind the words you say

They’re (F/a) just the figments of your (C) imagination (G)

(C) Cast your riddles at my head (G/b) about the way I must be fed

(F/a) Upon your rules and schools of (G) institution

(C) Why, Lord why, were the (F) mountains build so high

And the (G) shoals of the (F) sea sometimes get (C) lonely (G)

Why, Lord why, must I (F) learn to testify

When (C) all I wanna (G) be is just a (F) catcher in the (C) rye

It’s hard to dream within a scheme that says your soul can’t be redeemed

And silent night is heard outside my window

Days are long and ways are short and nights are left with no resort

Except to listen to the lonesome wind blow

Why, Lord why, were the mountains build so high

And the shoals of the sea sometimes get lonely

Why, Lord why, must I learn to testify

When all I wanna be is just a catcher in the rye

If you can’t seem to find the aim of the rules set for the game

They’ll throw you in a school of restitution

They’ll look you in the eye and grin and say I´d like to be your friend

And wear a sign writ long with execution

Why, Lord why, were the mountains build so high

And the shoals of the sea sometimes get lonely

Why, Lord why, must I learn to testify

When all I wanna be is just a catcher in the rye