Chords for Cochren & Co. - Thank God For Sunday Morning (Official Lyric Video)
Tempo:
100.05 bpm
Chords used:
C
F
G
Dm
Am
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[F] [A]
[C]
Neon lights and stained glass windows, [F] home bar stools and back row pews.
I ran to [G] one more than the other, but [F] I couldn't outrun [C] you.
Trying to fill up all the empty, trying [F] to numb the pain inside.
Thinking [G] you'd never forgive me for [F] all those Saturday [C] nights.
But thank [C] God for Sunday morning, thank God for 316.
And the words it read that say you bled and [G] gave your life for me.
[C] Thank God for a choir singing and a voice saying come [Am] back home.
[Dm] Saturday night [C] looked like the end [F] of the story.
[G] Thank God for [C] Sunday morning.
[F]
Now I know that you're no stranger to the broken hearts like mine.
It's [G] what you do.
Yeah, somehow you [F] bring dead things back to [C] life.
It might look like it's over, [F] as a stone over a grave.
[G] But I've seen you move, I'm living proof.
[F] You still roll [C] stones away.
Thank [F] God [C] for Sunday morning, thank God for [F] 316.
[C] And the words it read that say you bled and [G] gave your life for me.
[F] Thank God for a choir singing [C] and a voice saying come [Am] back home.
[Dm] Saturday night [C] looked like the end [F] of the story.
[G] Thank God for [C] Sunday morning.
[G] [C]
Sunlight through the stained glass window feels like freedom on my face.
It [G] really is a new beginning.
It [C] really is amazing grace.
Thank God for Sunday morning, thank God for 316.
And the words it read that say you bled [G] and gave your life for me.
[F] Thank God for a choir singing and [C] a voice saying [Am] come back home.
[Dm] Saturday night looked [C] like the end of the story.
[G] Oh, [Dm] Saturday night looked [C] like the end of the story.
[G] Thank God for Sunday [C] morning.
Thank God for [A] Sunday morning.
[F] [C] [G] [C]
[C]
Neon lights and stained glass windows, [F] home bar stools and back row pews.
I ran to [G] one more than the other, but [F] I couldn't outrun [C] you.
Trying to fill up all the empty, trying [F] to numb the pain inside.
Thinking [G] you'd never forgive me for [F] all those Saturday [C] nights.
But thank [C] God for Sunday morning, thank God for 316.
And the words it read that say you bled and [G] gave your life for me.
[C] Thank God for a choir singing and a voice saying come [Am] back home.
[Dm] Saturday night [C] looked like the end [F] of the story.
[G] Thank God for [C] Sunday morning.
[F]
Now I know that you're no stranger to the broken hearts like mine.
It's [G] what you do.
Yeah, somehow you [F] bring dead things back to [C] life.
It might look like it's over, [F] as a stone over a grave.
[G] But I've seen you move, I'm living proof.
[F] You still roll [C] stones away.
Thank [F] God [C] for Sunday morning, thank God for [F] 316.
[C] And the words it read that say you bled and [G] gave your life for me.
[F] Thank God for a choir singing [C] and a voice saying come [Am] back home.
[Dm] Saturday night [C] looked like the end [F] of the story.
[G] Thank God for [C] Sunday morning.
[G] [C]
Sunlight through the stained glass window feels like freedom on my face.
It [G] really is a new beginning.
It [C] really is amazing grace.
Thank God for Sunday morning, thank God for 316.
And the words it read that say you bled [G] and gave your life for me.
[F] Thank God for a choir singing and [C] a voice saying [Am] come back home.
[Dm] Saturday night looked [C] like the end of the story.
[G] Oh, [Dm] Saturday night looked [C] like the end of the story.
[G] Thank God for Sunday [C] morning.
Thank God for [A] Sunday morning.
[F] [C] [G] [C]
Key:
C
F
G
Dm
Am
C
F
G
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
Neon lights and stained glass windows, [F] home bar stools and back row pews.
I ran to [G] one more than the other, but [F] I couldn't outrun [C] you.
Trying to fill up all the empty, trying [F] to numb the pain inside.
Thinking [G] you'd never forgive me for [F] all those Saturday [C] nights.
But thank [C] God for Sunday morning, thank God for 316.
And the words it read that say you bled and [G] gave your life for me.
[C] Thank God for a choir singing and a voice saying come [Am] back home.
_ [Dm] Saturday night [C] looked like the end [F] of the story.
[G] Thank God for [C] Sunday morning.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
Now I know that you're no stranger to the broken hearts like mine.
It's [G] what you do.
Yeah, somehow you [F] bring dead things back to [C] life.
It might look like it's over, [F] as a stone over a grave.
[G] But I've seen you move, I'm living proof.
[F] You still roll [C] stones away.
Thank [F] God [C] for Sunday morning, thank God for [F] 316.
[C] And the words it read that say you bled and [G] gave your life for me.
[F] Thank God for a choir singing [C] and a voice saying come [Am] back home.
_ [Dm] Saturday night [C] looked like the end [F] of the story.
[G] Thank God for [C] Sunday _ _ _ _ _ morning. _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ Sunlight through the stained glass window feels like freedom on my face.
It [G] really is a new beginning.
It [C] really is amazing grace.
Thank God for Sunday morning, thank God for 316.
And the words it read that say you bled [G] and gave your life for me.
[F] Thank God for a choir singing and [C] a voice saying [Am] come back home.
[Dm] Saturday night looked [C] like the end of the story.
[G] Oh, _ _ [Dm] Saturday night looked [C] like the end of the story. _ _ _ _ _
[G] Thank God for Sunday [C] morning. _ _
_ _ _ Thank God for [A] Sunday morning.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [F] _ _ _ _ _ [A] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _ _
Neon lights and stained glass windows, [F] home bar stools and back row pews.
I ran to [G] one more than the other, but [F] I couldn't outrun [C] you.
Trying to fill up all the empty, trying [F] to numb the pain inside.
Thinking [G] you'd never forgive me for [F] all those Saturday [C] nights.
But thank [C] God for Sunday morning, thank God for 316.
And the words it read that say you bled and [G] gave your life for me.
[C] Thank God for a choir singing and a voice saying come [Am] back home.
_ [Dm] Saturday night [C] looked like the end [F] of the story.
[G] Thank God for [C] Sunday morning.
_ _ _ _ [F] _ _ _
Now I know that you're no stranger to the broken hearts like mine.
It's [G] what you do.
Yeah, somehow you [F] bring dead things back to [C] life.
It might look like it's over, [F] as a stone over a grave.
[G] But I've seen you move, I'm living proof.
[F] You still roll [C] stones away.
Thank [F] God [C] for Sunday morning, thank God for [F] 316.
[C] And the words it read that say you bled and [G] gave your life for me.
[F] Thank God for a choir singing [C] and a voice saying come [Am] back home.
_ [Dm] Saturday night [C] looked like the end [F] of the story.
[G] Thank God for [C] Sunday _ _ _ _ _ morning. _ _
_ [G] _ _ _ _ _ _ [C] _
_ _ Sunlight through the stained glass window feels like freedom on my face.
It [G] really is a new beginning.
It [C] really is amazing grace.
Thank God for Sunday morning, thank God for 316.
And the words it read that say you bled [G] and gave your life for me.
[F] Thank God for a choir singing and [C] a voice saying [Am] come back home.
[Dm] Saturday night looked [C] like the end of the story.
[G] Oh, _ _ [Dm] Saturday night looked [C] like the end of the story. _ _ _ _ _
[G] Thank God for Sunday [C] morning. _ _
_ _ _ Thank God for [A] Sunday morning.
_ _ _ [F] _ _ _ [C] _ _ [G] _ _ [C] _ _ _ _ _
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