Christopher Sunday

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Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..shamed at the things
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you done?
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Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..leavin' your wife and infant son?

#1.
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Married a blue-eyed Miss so pretty..married a year and then..
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danced with a gal in Reno City, never went home again.

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Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..shamed at the things
    C#7
you done?
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Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..leavin' your wife and infant son?

#2.
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Held up the stage from Carson City..10 miles from where he wed.
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Held up the stage from Carson City..and killed the driver, dead.

#3.
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Drank with a friendly '49'er'..followed him to his shack.
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Stole all the gold from this old miner..then shot him in the back.

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Christo, Christo, Christopher Sunday..shamed at the things
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you done?
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Christo, Christo, Christopher Sunday..leavin' your wife and infant son?

#3.
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Locked in the jail and filled with sorrow..never again to roam.
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He will be gone at six tomorrow..swingin' the hang-tree groan.

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Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..shamed at the things
    D#7
you done?
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Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..leavin' your wife and infant son?