Verse
D A7 D
Mr. Jones this car you sold me isn't all that I desired
A7 D
You swore it was young and healthy now I find it's old and tired
G A7 D
But a deal's a deal you tell me and there's nothing to be done
A7 D
Mr. Jones I'd like you better if you robbed me with a gun
A7 D
You're a Sunday morning Christian sir singing louder than the rest
A7 D
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
G A7 D
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
A7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
D
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday
A7 D
Mrs. Smith your fine attendance shows the Christian life you live
A7 D
But I know you little secret you expect God to forgive
G A7 D
You'll kiss your husband Monday morning see him safely on his way
A7 D
Then get ready for your lover it's a long time till Sunday
A7 D
You're a Sunday morning Christian ma'am singing louder than the rest
A7 D
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
G A7 D
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
A7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
D
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday