Sunday Best
By Russell Smith
rmofle at satx.rr.com
9/23/2005
Capo 2
C
G F C
Dressing up for church didn't seem to work when I was seven
G F C
Momma told me little boys in dirty blue jeans don't go to heaven
Dm
In my good pair of pants and my matching vest
F C F C
I never could act my Sunday best
Between the sermon and the suit I had to wear I was itching
Between the hardwood pew and looking at you I never missed it
In your pretty blue ribbon and your brand new dress
You’re the one that made my Sunday best
Am F
Standing at your door at twelve o four on prom night
working up my courage steal a little kiss in the moonlight
in my rented tuxedo that was perfectly pressed
I was scared as the devil in my sunday best
Bridge:
Am C
Cause I never could find another like you honey
F G
If I searched the world for a month of Sundays
Change key to D
A G D
I came over to you house and we drove around a little
A G D
You wore a yellow sun dress with thirty two buttons down the middle
Em
We were parked on the bluff when you said yes
G D
And I'll always remember that Sunday best
We were parked on the bluff when you said yes
And I'll always remember that Sunday best
Yea I’ll always remember that Sunday best
I believe that God love's Sunday best
Yea I’ll always remember that Sunday best