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Come Sunday Morning

  • Автор: Andreone Leah
  • Текст песни:
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    Date: Sun, 5 Oct 1997 15:45:00 -0400
    From: Adam Klein 
    Subject: CRD: Come Sunday Morning - Leah Andreone
    
    Song: Come Sunday Morning
    Singer: Leah Andreone
    Album: Veiled
    
    Chorded by: Adam Klein
    E-Mail: Adam_Klein@compuserve.com
    Homepage: The Ultimate Amanda Marshall Homepage
    http://ourworld.compuserve.com/homepages/Adam_Klein
    
    Intro: Am
    
    Am
    Charming you’re a challenge
    
    You’ve got these strings attached like bondage
    Dm
    For you I’ll bring the holy house down
    Am
    We’ll get some peace and help our sorrows drown
    Em
    Lay at the altar with me
    
    Let’s live deviantly
    Am
    Maybe through you I can find God
    
    Am
    Don’t tell me that you love me
    
    It seems so final that you love me
    Dm
    Even the blind see
    Am
    It looks better when there’s mystery
    Em
    Can’t lay my hands on you
    
    It’d be selfish it’s true
    Am
    Cuz healing you could heal me too
    
    Dm	            G
    Wrong is right come Sunday morning
    Dm		         G
    We’ll see the light come Sunday morning
    Dm		       G
    Forgive ourselves come Sunday morning
    Dm
    Sunday Sunday
    
    Am
    Invade my space invade my mind
    
    Your intervention is so divine
    Dm
    Daddy I’m diggin’ on your dark side
    Am
    No more fingerprints on you that aren’t mine
    Em
    Can you de-program me
    
    Help I  need somebody
    Am
    Everything I see I do I taste is part of you
    
    Dm		    G
    Wrong is right come Sunday morning
    Dm			 G
    We’ll see the light come Sunday morning
    Dm		       G
    Forgive ourselves come Sunday morning
    Dm           Am
    Sunday Sunday
    
    D    A
         The sky is falling mayday mayday
    D    A
         My idle hands are getting weak
    D    A
         My mind’s ignoring what they’re saying
    D    A
         No one’s perfect seven days a week
    
    Dm		    G
    Wrong is right come Sunday morning
    Dm                       G
    We’ll see the light come Sunday morning
    Dm		       G
    Forgive ourselves come Sunday morning
    Dm	G      Dm G
    Sunday Sunday
    Dm      G      Dm   Am
    Sunday Sunday
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