C
F
C
There musta been 100 parties and I hit everyone in town
G7
Now the sun is coming up and this room is turning around
C
F
C
Outside the church bells ring I can’t hardly stand the pain
G7
C
This pounding in my head is nearly driving me insane
F
C
It’s gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night
G7
If I look half as bad as I feel then I must be a sight
C
F
Am
Oh I’d give everything I own for anything that’ll make it right
C
G7
C
It’s gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night
F
C
If I knew then what I know now I’da thought it over again
G7
I’d have stayed at home where I belong I wouldn’t be crawling in
C
F
C
I wouldn’t be laying here with that echo of that honky tonk crowd
G7
C
And listening to the sunrise even that’s a little to loud
F
C
It’s gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night
G7
If I look half as bad as I feel then I must be a sight
C
F
Am
Oh I’d give everything I own for anything that’ll make it right
C
G7
C
It’s gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night
G7
C
It’s gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night
G7
C
F
Am
