I don't think this is the correct way to play this song, but it sounds similar enough.


Intro:
G       C
             G                    Am
Why do you speak with that accent now?
           F                         C
Everyone knows you're not from the streets.
             G                       Am 
You went to prep school in Cambridge,
                    F                       C
With daughters and sons of the privileged elite.
                       G                 Am
Their fortunes from shipping and industry,
                   F                   C
Their futures in yacht clubs and tails.
                G                     Am
So why do you speak with that accent now?
           F                        Am
Everyone knows you're moonlighting here.

                            F
To avail yourself of your heritage,
                            C
For a season or two in the sun.
                                 G
Draw well from the funds in the trust,
                                    Am
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons,
                          F
For us it's a matter of charging the gates
                          C            G
For you it's a matter of blood and connections
     C            G                   C              
Of blood and connections. 

               G                      Am
So who do you fool with that costume now?
           F                       C
Everyone knows you're not who you seem
               G               Am
You've got a hard way about you
                   F                  Am
For someone whose passage is already paid

                                      F
By the sins and the schemes of your father
                               C
And the infinite reach of his arm
                                 G
Draw well from the funds in the trust,
                                    Am
Thanks to the fathers of fortunate sons,
                           F
For us it's a matter of charging the gates
                           C
For you it's a matter of blood
                                 G
Drink well from your bottomless cup
                        Am
And bask in your good fortune
                          F
For us it's a matter of charging the gates
                           G            Am   
For you it's a matter of blood and connections

                                           C
So where will you be when you tire of the fun
                                               F
The escape, the charade, and your time in the sun
                                     C     
I know everyone does their own reinvention
                  G                    Am
But yours has a taste that's hard to swallow
                                           C
And what will you tell of your tenure with us?
                                                   F
Will you build yourself up, like the size of your hunt?
                                                  C
If they're anything like what you've been telling us,
                    G
Those stories will make true believers
                         C
Of the chumps and the fools.

                G                     Am
So why do you speak with that accent now?
           F                          C  
Everyone knows you're not from the streets.