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SUNDAYS
COUNTING CROWS
Album:SATURDAY NIGHTS & SUNDAY MORNINGS
INTRO: C - Bb x4
VERSE 1:
Coloured rubbers and a bedroom set
I wouldn't know it if it hit me
you take a little step and then it feels like love
I think I better get a little of it in me.
VERSE 2:
Give me a kiss; I think it feels like love
Give me a kiss; I think it feels like sunshine
come on baby light me up
I wanna look in to your eyes until I go blind
CHORUS 1:
You think that you can do with out me
I cant do any thing at all
You think that you can do with out me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all
VERSE 3:
Same C Bb progression
Your mother made you in a parking lot
My mother made me out of flesh and wire
Try to remember what you might forget
I try to remember everything
try to remember so you don't disappear
try to remember so you don't fade away
Your mother made you out of smoke and rain
Your mother made you in a fire that's faded
CHORUS 2:
You think that you can do with out me
I cant do any thing at all
You think that you can do with out me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all
GUITAR SOLO:
C Bb x8
Verse 4:
Same C Bb progression
I want to touch you for the things I'm losing
I want to touch you for me self respect
Give me a reason or I might stop breathing
Give me a reason why I'm soaking wet
Got stop breathing cos' the sky is falling
I might go out and watch the moon explode
Give me directions to the highway crossing
I'll go lie down in the middle of the road and...
CHORUS 3:
You think that you can do with out me
I cant do any thing at all
You think that you can do with out me
But I don't believe in Sundays
And I don't believe in anything at all
OUTRO:
and I don't believe in Sundays
chorus chords over multiple voices.
End on C
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