Verse
F C7 F
Mr. Jones this car you sold me isn't all that I desired
C7 F
You swore it was young and healthy now I find it's old and tired
A# C7 F
But a deal's a deal you tell me and there's nothing to be done
C7 F
Mr. Jones I'd like you better if you robbed me with a gun
C7 F
You're a Sunday morning Christian sir singing louder than the rest
C7 F
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
A# C7 F
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
C7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
F
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday
C7 F
Mrs. Smith your fine attendance shows the Christian life you live
C7 F
But I know you little secret you expect God to forgive
A# C7 F
You'll kiss your husband Monday morning see him safely on his way
C7 F
Then get ready for your lover it's a long time till Sunday
C7 F
You're a Sunday morning Christian ma'am singing louder than the rest
C7 F
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
A# C7 F
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
C7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
F
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday