Chords for Craig Morgan - That's What I Love About Sunday (Music Video)
Tempo:
69.775 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Bbm
Db
Fm
Eb
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Db] [Ab] [Bbm] [Ab]
[Fm] [Bbm]
[Db] [Ab] [Db] Raymond's in his Sunday best, [Ab] he's usually up to his chest in oil and grease.
[Db] There's the Martins walking in with that mean little freckle-faced [Ab] kid who broke a window last week.
[Cm] Sweet Miss [Fm] Betty likes to sing off [Bbm]-key in the [Ab] view [Db] behind me.
[Eb] That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
I sing [Fm] along as the choir sways, every [Bbm] verse of Amazing Grace.
[Ab] And then we shake the preacher's hand, go home into your blue jeans, have some [Fm] chicken
and some baked beans.
Pick a [Bbm] backyard football team, not do much of anything.
[Ab] That's what I love about Sunday.
I [Db] stroll to the end of the drive, [Db] pick up the Sunday Times, [Ab] grab a coffee cup.
[Db] It looks like Sally and Rod, finally tied the knot.
[Ab] Well it's about time.
[Cm] Here's 35 [Fm] cents off a ground [Bbm] round, baby, [Ab] cut that [Db] coupon [Ab] out.
That's what I love about Sunday.
Cat [Fm] napping on the porch swing, you [Bbm] curled up next to me.
The smell of jasmine [Ab] wakes us up.
Take a walk down a back road, tackle [Fm] box and a cane pole.
I carve our [Bbm] names in that white oak, I steal her [Ab] kiss as the [Db] sun [Eb] fades.
That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
[Fm] [Bbm] Oh yeah.
[Fm]
[Bbm] [Db] [Eb] New [Ab] believers getting baptized, [Fm] mama's hands raised up high, having a [Bbm] hallelujah good time.
A [Eb] smile on [Ab] [Eb] everybody's face, that's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
[Fm] [Bbm] Oh yeah.
[Eb] That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
[Fm] [Bbm] [Ab] [Db]
[Eb] [Ab]
[Fm] [Bbm]
[Db] [Ab] [Db] Raymond's in his Sunday best, [Ab] he's usually up to his chest in oil and grease.
[Db] There's the Martins walking in with that mean little freckle-faced [Ab] kid who broke a window last week.
[Cm] Sweet Miss [Fm] Betty likes to sing off [Bbm]-key in the [Ab] view [Db] behind me.
[Eb] That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
I sing [Fm] along as the choir sways, every [Bbm] verse of Amazing Grace.
[Ab] And then we shake the preacher's hand, go home into your blue jeans, have some [Fm] chicken
and some baked beans.
Pick a [Bbm] backyard football team, not do much of anything.
[Ab] That's what I love about Sunday.
I [Db] stroll to the end of the drive, [Db] pick up the Sunday Times, [Ab] grab a coffee cup.
[Db] It looks like Sally and Rod, finally tied the knot.
[Ab] Well it's about time.
[Cm] Here's 35 [Fm] cents off a ground [Bbm] round, baby, [Ab] cut that [Db] coupon [Ab] out.
That's what I love about Sunday.
Cat [Fm] napping on the porch swing, you [Bbm] curled up next to me.
The smell of jasmine [Ab] wakes us up.
Take a walk down a back road, tackle [Fm] box and a cane pole.
I carve our [Bbm] names in that white oak, I steal her [Ab] kiss as the [Db] sun [Eb] fades.
That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
[Fm] [Bbm] Oh yeah.
[Fm]
[Bbm] [Db] [Eb] New [Ab] believers getting baptized, [Fm] mama's hands raised up high, having a [Bbm] hallelujah good time.
A [Eb] smile on [Ab] [Eb] everybody's face, that's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
[Fm] [Bbm] Oh yeah.
[Eb] That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
[Fm] [Bbm] [Ab] [Db]
[Eb] [Ab]
Key:
Ab
Bbm
Db
Fm
Eb
Ab
Bbm
Db
[Db] _ _ [Ab] _ [Bbm] _ _ [Ab] _ _ _
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_ [Db] _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Db] Raymond's in his Sunday best, [Ab] he's usually up to his chest in oil and grease.
_ [Db] There's the Martins walking in with that mean little freckle-faced [Ab] kid who broke a window last week.
_ [Cm] Sweet Miss [Fm] Betty likes to sing off [Bbm]-key in the [Ab] view [Db] behind me.
[Eb] That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
I sing [Fm] along as the choir sways, every [Bbm] verse of Amazing Grace.
[Ab] And then we shake the preacher's hand, go home into your blue jeans, have some [Fm] chicken
and some baked beans.
Pick a [Bbm] backyard football team, not do much of anything.
[Ab] That's what I love about Sunday. _
_ I _ _ [Db] stroll to the end of the drive, [Db] pick up the Sunday Times, [Ab] grab a coffee cup.
[Db] It looks like Sally and Rod, finally tied the knot.
[Ab] Well it's about time.
[Cm] Here's 35 [Fm] cents off a ground [Bbm] round, baby, [Ab] cut that [Db] coupon [Ab] out.
That's what I love about Sunday. _
Cat [Fm] napping on the porch swing, you [Bbm] curled up next to me.
The smell of jasmine [Ab] wakes us up.
Take a walk down a back road, tackle [Fm] box and a cane pole.
I carve our [Bbm] names in that white oak, I steal her [Ab] kiss as the [Db] sun [Eb] fades.
That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday. _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [Bbm] Oh yeah.
[Fm] _
[Bbm] _ _ [Db] [Eb] New [Ab] believers getting baptized, [Fm] mama's hands raised up high, having a [Bbm] hallelujah good time.
A [Eb] smile on [Ab] [Eb] everybody's face, that's what I [Ab] love about Sunday. _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [Bbm] Oh yeah.
_ _ _ [Eb] That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ [Ab] _ [Db] _
_ [Eb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ _ _
_ [Db] _ _ _ [Ab] _ [Db] Raymond's in his Sunday best, [Ab] he's usually up to his chest in oil and grease.
_ [Db] There's the Martins walking in with that mean little freckle-faced [Ab] kid who broke a window last week.
_ [Cm] Sweet Miss [Fm] Betty likes to sing off [Bbm]-key in the [Ab] view [Db] behind me.
[Eb] That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
I sing [Fm] along as the choir sways, every [Bbm] verse of Amazing Grace.
[Ab] And then we shake the preacher's hand, go home into your blue jeans, have some [Fm] chicken
and some baked beans.
Pick a [Bbm] backyard football team, not do much of anything.
[Ab] That's what I love about Sunday. _
_ I _ _ [Db] stroll to the end of the drive, [Db] pick up the Sunday Times, [Ab] grab a coffee cup.
[Db] It looks like Sally and Rod, finally tied the knot.
[Ab] Well it's about time.
[Cm] Here's 35 [Fm] cents off a ground [Bbm] round, baby, [Ab] cut that [Db] coupon [Ab] out.
That's what I love about Sunday. _
Cat [Fm] napping on the porch swing, you [Bbm] curled up next to me.
The smell of jasmine [Ab] wakes us up.
Take a walk down a back road, tackle [Fm] box and a cane pole.
I carve our [Bbm] names in that white oak, I steal her [Ab] kiss as the [Db] sun [Eb] fades.
That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday. _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [Bbm] Oh yeah.
[Fm] _
[Bbm] _ _ [Db] [Eb] New [Ab] believers getting baptized, [Fm] mama's hands raised up high, having a [Bbm] hallelujah good time.
A [Eb] smile on [Ab] [Eb] everybody's face, that's what I [Ab] love about Sunday. _
_ [Fm] _ _ _ [Bbm] Oh yeah.
_ _ _ [Eb] That's what I [Ab] love about Sunday.
_ [Fm] _ _ _ _ [Bbm] _ [Ab] _ [Db] _
_ [Eb] _ [Ab] _ _ _ _ _ _