Key: A major•
Verse 1
F#m
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,
A
D
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes
A
F#m
and found my cleanest dirty shirt
Bm
E
stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
D
A
cigarettes and songs that I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
F#m
E
cussin' at a can that he was kickin'
street and caught the
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F#m
frying chicken
D
Bm
And it took me back to something that I'd
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E
A
lost somehow somewhere along the way
On the
Cause there's something in a
E
A
Sunday that makes a body feel alone
And I stopped beside a
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A
F#m
far away a lonely bell was ringing
D
Bm
And it echoed through the canyons like the
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E
A
disappearing dreams of yesterday
D
A
On the
Wishing
Cause there's something in a
E
Sunday
A
D
A
E
Sunday morning coming down
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TunerE A D G B E
ChordsA D F#m E Bm
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