Sunday Bloody Sunday Chords by U2

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_ [F] _ _ _ [B] _ _ _ [G#m] _
_ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ [C#] _ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
[A#m] I can't [C#] believe the news [F#] today. _
_ [A#m] I [C#] can't close my [F#] eyes and make it go _ [C#] away.
_ _ _ [D#m] How must we sing [C#] this song?
_ _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _
[F#] We can't be as warm [A#] to the _ [C#] _
[F#] fire.
_ [G#] _ _ [A#] _ [C#] Broken bottles and [F#] the gilless feet.
[A#] _ [C#] Bodies strewn across [F#] the dead streets.
[A#m] But I [C#] won't heed the [F#] battle call.
_ _ [A#] [C#] It must not back up, must [F#] not back up against the wall.
_ [C#] _ _
_ [F#] _ [G#m] _ _ [C#] Sunday, Sunday, [F#] Sunday, _ _ _ [E] _ [D#m] Sunday, [C#] Sunday, _ Sunday.
[E] _ _ [D#m] _
[C#] The _ _ [G#] _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ _ _ [A#] _ _ [C#] _
_ [F#] _ _ [G#] _ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#]
battle's [F#] just begun.
_ _ [A#] There's [C#] many lost but tell [F#] me who has won.
[A#m] There's [C#] wages dug within [F#] our hearts.
_ [A#m] And [C#] mothers, children, [F#] brothers, sisters torn [A#] apart.
[C#] Sunday, Sunday, [F#] Sunday, _ Sunday, [C#] _ _ _
[F#] Sunday, _ [C#] Sunday. _ _ _
[D#m] _ How must we sing this [C#] song? _ _
_ [F#] Hello. _ _ _ _ _
_ [A#] Tonight, [C#] _ _ [F#] we can be as warm [A#] tonight.
[C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ [G#]
Till [D#] we know [C#] _ _ [D#m] _ _ _
_ _ [C#] how [D#m] to _ survive.
[A#m] _ Tears _ [F#] _ _ _
[B] _ [D#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _ _ _
[G#] _ _ _ [F] _ [F#] _ _ _ [D#m] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [G#] _ _
_ [D#] _ _ _ _ [D#m] _ _ _
[A#m] _ from you.
[C#] _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A#] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [Fm] _ [A#] _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _ _
_ [A#] _ [C#] Sunday, [F#] buddy, Sunday. _
_ [C#] _ Sunday, [F#] brother, Sunday.
_ [C#m] _ [F#] Sunday, [C#] buddy, Sunday.
Sunday, buddy, [G#m] [F#] Sunday.
_ [C#] _ _ _
[C#m] Sunday, _ [D#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ _
_ _ [D#m] Sunday.
_ [C#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [F#] _ _ _
_ [A#] _ [C#] And it's true we [F#] are a few. _
[D#m] _ [A#] Who impact this [C#] fiction, [F#] empty the reality.
_ [A#] _ [C#] And today the [F#] millions cry.
_ [A#] We [C#] eat and drink [D#m] whilst we're laughing. _
_ [A#] _ [C#] Sunday, [F#] Sunday, Sunday, Sunday, Sunday, Sunday, _ _
[G#] _ [A#] Sunday.
And the [C#] victories [D#m] of Sunday _ are [A#] [C#] Sunday, [F#] buddy, Sunday.
_ [A#m] _ Sunday, [D#m] buddy, Sunday. _
_ [A#m] _ _ _ [A#] _ _ _ _