Verse
B F#7 B
Mr. Jones this car you sold me isn't all that I desired
F#7 B
You swore it was young and healthy now I find it's old and tired
E F#7 B
But a deal's a deal you tell me and there's nothing to be done
F#7 B
Mr. Jones I'd like you better if you robbed me with a gun
F#7 B
You're a Sunday morning Christian sir singing louder than the rest
F#7 B
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
E F#7 B
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
F#7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
B
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday
F#7 B
Mrs. Smith your fine attendance shows the Christian life you live
F#7 B
But I know you little secret you expect God to forgive
E F#7 B
You'll kiss your husband Monday morning see him safely on his way
F#7 B
Then get ready for your lover it's a long time till Sunday
F#7 B
You're a Sunday morning Christian ma'am singing louder than the rest
F#7 B
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
E F#7 B
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
F#7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
B
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday