Sunday Best Chords

Lyrics & chords

[Verse 1]
[G]Well, I pulled up
To that [D]church [G]of Christ
With a broken heart
And bloodshot eyes
[C]Too hungover to go in[G]side
So, I hung my [D]head and drove on [G]by
An[C]d I don't

[Verse 2]
feel like Hallelu[G]jah
With this [D]aching in my [G]chest
So here [C]I sit out on some backroad paper
[D]sack and Marlboro [Em]reds
[C]Drinking [D]in my Sunday best
[G]

[Verse 3]
Thought I really, really knew him well
He was the one, far [C]as I [G]could tell
But last night [C]I caught him
with some[G]body else
And yeah, that preacher's
[D]son can go to hell
[G]

[Verse 4]
And I don't [C]feel like Hallelu[G]jah
With this [D]aching in my [G]chest
So here [C]I sit out on some backroad paper
[G]sack and Marlboro [Em]reds
[C]Drinking [D]in my Sunday best
[G]

[Verse 5]
And [D]yeah,
I know that I'll get [C]over him [G]in time
[D]But right now forgiveness ain't
[C]something I can find
[D]

[Verse 6]
And I don't [C]feel like Halle[G]lujah
With this [D]aching in my [G]chest
So here [C]I sit out on some backroad paper
[G]sack and Marlboro [Em]reds
[C]Drinking, [D]and I'm a m[G]ess
Yeah, [C]I'm drinking [D]in my Sunday best
[G]

[Verse 7]
When I pulled up to that
church of Christ
[Gm]Oh, [G]I'm [Gm]gonna be here just
[G]drinking
You're somethin' [Gm]silly[Bb]
[G]Hell, Jesus turned water to [Gm]wine
[G]Mm, pour me ano[Gm]ther one[G],
hahaha
Whoo, [Gm]I'm drunk

[Outro 1]
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