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capo 1st fret
VERSE 1
C
Raymonds in his sunday best,
He's usually up to his chest,
G
In oil and grease,
C
Theres the martin's walkin it,
With that mean little freckle faced kid,
G
who broke a window last week,
Bm Em
Sweet miss betty likes to sing of key,
Am G/B C D
in the pew behind me,
Chorus
G
Thats What i love about Sundays,
Em
sing along as the choir sways,
Am
every verse of amazing grace,
D
then we shake the preachers hand,
G
go home to our blue jeans,
Em
have some chicken and some baked beans,
Am
pick our back yard football teams,
D
not do much of anything
D
thats what i love about sundays
VERSE 2
C
i stroll to the end of the drive
pick-up the sunday times
G
grab a coffee cup
C
well it looks like sally and ron
finally tied the knot,
G
well its about time
Bm Em
thirty-five cents of of ground round,
Am G/B C
baby punch that coupon out,
CHORUS 2
G
Thats What i love about Sundays,
Em
Cat nappin on the porch swing
Am
you curled up next to me
D
the smell of jasmine wakes us up
G
take a walk down a dirt road
Em
tackle box and a cane pole
Am
carve our names in that white oak
D
still-a kiss while the sun fades
G
Thats What i love about Sundays,
BRIDGE G-Em-Am-D
ENDING
G
new believers getting baptized
Em
mommas hands raised up high,
Am
then a hallauja good time
D
smille on everybodys face
G-Em-Am-D-G
Thats What i love about Sundays, aaaah yeah
G-Em-Am-G/B-C-C-D-G
Thats What i love about Sundays, aaaah yeah
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