Sunday Morning

       C
I chose all the right songs
       F
Played all the right chords
       C
Till the kids who still weren't 
singing
       F
“Praise the Lord”
       C
And the pastor yelled
       F
About faith and hell
       C                        
And I soundtracked his words for 
        F
affect

[Verse 1]
         Dm        C           
And everyone cried and cried and 
   F
cried
 Dm          C              F
Everyone cried and cried and cried
       C              F
And then we played kickball

[Chorus]
          Am
Well is God just a feeling
         C
You can use at your will?
          Em
Beat your heart inside the loving
          F
Pull the trigger when you kill
          Am
Well your promise of a new life
            C
Read closer to a warning
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            Em
So I don't blame anyone for passing
        A#            Am
What gets sold on Sunday morning
     C            F
On Sunday morning

[Verse 2]
              C
Adrian sighed aloud
            F
Closed the door
       C              F
Poured a high ball of Jamison
       C               F
And opened her eyes some more
       C            F
Asked did the Holy Spirit move?
       C           F
I used to do those drugs too
       C              F
But you can only come down that hard
 so often
         Dm               C      
And I insisted we aren't all that 
F
way
         Dm           C     F
And I know He listens when I pray
        C                         
And then we fought about Friedrich 
F
Nietzsche

[Chorus]
Am
Well is God just a feeling
        C
That I use at my will
        Em
Like Elijah and his ravens
        F
Gideon in the hills
        Am
That promise of a new life
       C
Read closer to a warning
            Em
So I don't blame anyone for passing
        A#            Am
What gets sold on Sunday morning
     C          F
On Sunday morning

[Bridge]
        G          C          
And we danced singing Gold Dust 
    F
Woman
        G          C               F
Making promises I knew I shouldn't
             G         C          F
She said stop trying to rescue me
   Dm                C          F
I need more than a good feeling
      C                   F
That's what you're offering

[Otro]
       Am
On Sunday morning
        F         C
On Sunday morning
        F         C
Sunday morning
C  A#  Dm  C  F  C (x2)