Sunday Best

Lainey Wilson

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| G | G | [Verse]
G Well, I pulled up
G To that church of Christ
G With a broken heart
G And bloodshot eyes
C G Too hungover to go inside
G D G So, I hung my head and drove on by [Chorus]
C G And I don't feel like Hallelujah
D G With this aching in my chest
C So here I sit out on some backroad
G Em paper sack and Marlboro reds C D G N.C. Drinking in my Sunday best
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[Verse 2]
G Thought I really, really knew him well
G He was the one, far as I could tell
C But last night I caught him with
G somebody else
G D And yeah, that preacher's son can
G go to hell [Chorus]
C G And I don't feel like Hallelujah
D G With this aching in my chest
C So here I sit out on some backroad
G Em paper sack and Marlboro reds
C D G Drinking in my Sunday bеst [Bridge]
D C Yeah, I know that I'll get over
G him in timе
D But right now forgiveness ain't
C D something I can find [Chorus]
C G And I don't feel like Hallelujah
D G With this aching in my chest
C So here I sit out on some backroad
G Em paper sack and Marlboro reds
C D G Drinking, and I'm a mess
C D G Yeah, I'm drinking in my Sunday best [Tag]
G When I pulled up to that church of Christ
G Oh, I'm gonna be here just drinking
G It's somethin' silly
G Hell, Jesus turned water into wine
G Hmm, pour me another one, hahaha
G Whoo, I'm drunk
G Hahaha
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