Тональность: G major•
Intro 1
G
G
C
C
G
G
C
C
Verse 1
G
Mill worker houses lined up in a row,
C
Another southern Sunday morning blow
all the people have begun
C
Shakin' hands with the man
who grips the gospel gun
Pre-chorus 1
C
While the quiet prayer,
D
the smell of dinner on the ground
C
Heals up the morning air,
Em
D
ain't nothin' sweeter around
Chorus 1
I can almost hear my mama pray
G
"Oh lord forgive us when we doubt,"
C
Another sacred Sunday in the south
G
G
C
C
Verse 2
G
A ragged rebel flag flies high above it all
C
Popping in the wind like an angry cannon ball
G
The holes of history are cold and still
C
But they still smell the powder burnin'
and they probably always will
Pre-chorus 2
C
And on the old town square
D
under the barber shop pole,
C
They sat me up in the chair
Em
D
when I was four years old
Chorus 2
I can almost hear my papa say
G
"Won't you hold still son,
stop squirmn' around
C
Another southern Sundays coming down"
Interlude 1
C
D
C
Em
D
I can almost hear the old folks
Chorus 3
G
(say) "You'll make it big one day,
you'll leave this town,"
C
Some other lazy Sunday
you'll come back around
G
G
C
Verse 3
G
I can feel the evening sun go down
C
And all the lights in the houses
one by one go out
G
Softly in the distance nothing stirs about
D
And the night is filled with the sound
of a whippoorwill
On a Sunday in the south
Outro 1
C
(Just another Sunday)
G
Just another Sunday in the south
C
Oh, another sacred Sunday in the south
G
C
(Just another Sunday)
How I miss those old sweet Sundays
C
(Oh, another sacred Sunday)
I can hear my mama calling in the south
G
C
(Just another Sunday)
[Fade out]
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