What I Love About Sundays taby ukulele według Craig Morgan (Chwyty barytonu)

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