Capo 1st fret

Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

 Raymonds in his sunday best,

He's usually up to his chest,

 In oil and grease,

 Theres the martin's walkin it,

With that mean little freckle faced kid,

 who broke a window last week,

Sweet miss betty likes to sing of key,

 in the pew behind me,

Chorus

 Thats What i love about Sundays,

 sing along as the choir sways,

 every verse of amazing grace,

 then we shake the preachers hand,

 go home to our blue jeans,

 have some chicken and some baked beans,

 pick our back yard football teams,

 not do much of anything

 thats what i love about sundays

Verse 2

 i stroll to the end of the drive

pick-up the sunday times

 grab a coffee cup

 well it looks like sally and ron

finally tied the knot,

 well its about time

thirty-five cents of of ground round,

baby punch that coupon out,

Chorus 2

 Thats What i love about Sundays,

 Cat nappin on the porch swing

 you curled up next to me

 the smell of jasmine wakes us up

 take a walk down a dirt road

 tackle box and a cane pole

 carve our names in that white oak

 still-a kiss while the sun fades

 Thats What i love about Sundays,

  BRIDGE ---

ENDING

 new believers getting baptized

 mommas hands raised up high,

 then a hallauja good time

 smille on everybodys face

 Thats What i love about Sundays, aaaah yeah

 Thats What i love about Sundays, aaaah yeah