Verse
E B7 E
Mr. Jones this car you sold me isn't all that I desired
B7 E
You swore it was young and healthy now I find it's old and tired
A B7 E
But a deal's a deal you tell me and there's nothing to be done
B7 E
Mr. Jones I'd like you better if you robbed me with a gun
B7 E
You're a Sunday morning Christian sir singing louder than the rest
B7 E
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
A B7 E
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
B7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
E
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday
B7 E
Mrs. Smith your fine attendance shows the Christian life you live
B7 E
But I know you little secret you expect God to forgive
A B7 E
You'll kiss your husband Monday morning see him safely on his way
B7 E
Then get ready for your lover it's a long time till Sunday
B7 E
You're a Sunday morning Christian ma'am singing louder than the rest
B7 E
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
A B7 E
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
B7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
E
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday