#----------------------------------PLEASE NOTE--------------------------------# #This file is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the# #song. You may only use this file for private study, scholarship, or research.# #-----------------------------------------------------------------------------# Date: 13 Apr 98 18:16:54 -0700 From: "Parker Lord" Subject: b/box_set/sundays.pro # # Sundays, Performed by Box Set # Transcribed by Parker Lord # Comments to: [email protected] # {t:Sundays} {st:Box Set} Capo 3 [G]I met a sister in the [Am]dead of night A gin-soaked smile, [C]worn just right Her eyes half-blazed with the [D]color of the rising [G]sun "Please help keep my [Am]baby fed" A parade of silence [C]filled my head I walked on past, my c[D]onscience keeps me on the [G]run-- {soc} Well my [D]eyes have seen the [C]coming of this [G]feeling Where's your pity [Am]now? You've lost the strength some[C]how When you've [D]swallowed so much [C]shit your head is [G]reeling and you don't feel a [Am]thing no more Immune to all life [C]has in store [Am]Are there Sundays [G]now? [Am] [C] [D] [G] {eoc} [G]I met a brother on the [Am]picket line Blistered hands a [C]lot like mine Leathered skin worn [D]in by the lessons of [G]age I'll fight the man to my [Am]dying day Scabs walk in and [C]take my pay I pray this story even [D]makes it to the second [G]page-- Chorus [D]Like an angel fell by [Em]sin, once you're gone it's [C]so damn hard to [G]get back up a[D]gain and I've seen my feelings whirl [Em]away Don't look now, you're [C]headed for a [G]drop that falls [D]like [C]rain [G] [Am] [D] [G] I met a woman with a [Am]frozen smile took her hand and [C]walked a while Swore out loud the [D]woman was the world to [G]me A year or two went [Am]through the door I couldn't feel her [C]anymore I knew deep down to[D]morrow was the place to [G]be-- Chorus
