Sunday Driver chords
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Oh Yeah
C F C F
His left elbow, is hangin out the window.
F C G C
His left finger is steering the wheel.
C Em Am
His right arm is wrapped around his sweetheart.
G
And it’s a paradise inside his love mobile.
C F C F
Well I am stuck here, right behind him.
C G C
I’m held hostage by the double yellow lines.
C Em Am
The sign say fifty five. He’s goin’ thi--rty
G
and its clear that he has no concern for time.
CHORUS
F C
He’s a Sunday, Sunday driver.
G Am’ C
He don’t want to get get his baby home to soon.
F C
He’s a Sunday, Sunday driver.
G C
In the middle of my Thursday afternoon.
C F C F
Oh I will not flash my headlights.
C G C
Ohho no I will not honk my horn.
C Em Am
Cause I know, I know just what he’s feelin’
G
cause I’ve been in that sweet driver’s seat before.
CHORUS
F C
He’s a Sunday, Sunday driver.
G Am’ C
He don’t want to get get his baby home to soon.
F C
He’s a Sunday, Sunday driver.
G C
In the middle of my Thursday afternoon.
Am F C
There’s a growin’ line of angry cars behind us.
F C
It’s a centipede of metal single file.
Am F C
But I will not interrupt his romance.
G
Well I’ll be his guardian angel for a while.
CHORUS
F C
He’s a Sunday, Sunday driver.
G Am’ C
He don’t want to get get his baby home to soon.
F C
He’s a Sunday, Sunday driver.
G C
In the middle of my Thursday afternoon.
G C
Yeah-ah in the middle of my Thursday afternoon.