G D7 G
Mr. Jones this car you sold me isn't all that I desired
D7 G
You swore it was young and healthy now I find it's old and tired
C D7 G
But a deal's a deal you tell me and there's nothing to be done
D7 G
Mr. Jones I'd like you better if you robbed me with a gun
D7 G
You're a Sunday morning Christian sir singing louder than the rest
D7 G
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
C D7 G
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
D7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
G
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday
D7 G
Mrs. Smith your fine attendance shows the Christian life you live
D7 G
But I know you little secret you expect God to forgive
C D7 G
You'll kiss your husband Monday morning see him safely on his way
D7 G
Then get ready for your lover it's a long time till Sunday
D7 G
You're a Sunday morning Christian ma'am singing louder than the rest
D7 G
Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest
C D7 G
But tomorrow will be Monday you'll revert back to your ways
D7
Gouging kicking cheating shoving with no thoughts of God or loving
G
Don't let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday