A Month Of Sundays

D N.C. D G D There must be about 100 parties and I hit everyone in town A Now the sun is coming up and this room is turning round D G D Outside the church bells ringing, I can't hardly stand the pain A D N.C. This pounding in my head is nearly driving me insane D G D It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night A If I look half as bad as I feel, I must be a sight D G Bm Oh, I'd give everything I own for anything that'll make it right D A D It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night Fiddle Solo D G Bm D A D D G D If I knew then what I know now, if I would have thought it over again A I'd have stayed at home where I belong, I wouldn't be crawling in D G D I wouldn't be laying here with that echo of that honky tonk crowd A D N.C. And listening to the sunrise, even that's a little to loud Out-Chorus D G D It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night A If I look half as bad as I feel, I must be a sight D G Bm Oh, I'd give everything I own for anything that'll make it right D A D It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night D G D It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night