Hello, Dolly ! (Soundtrack) - Put On Your Sunday Clothes Chords

[Am] _ [Bb] Out there, there's a world outside of [F] Yonkers, [Bb] way out there beyond [F] this hick town, Barnaby. _
There's [Cm] a slick town, [Eb] Barnaby.
_ [Bb] Out [Cm] there, full of [Dm] shine and full of sparkle, [Cm] _
close your eyes and [Gm] see it glisten, Barnaby. _ _
[Ab] _ Listen, [Bb] Barnaby!
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_ _ _ _ _ Put on your Sunday [Fm] clothes, there's lots [Eb] of world out there.
Get out the brilliantine and [Bbm] dime cigars.
_ [Eb] We're gonna find [Ab] adventure in the [Cm] evening air.
[Gm] Girls in white in [Ab] a perfume night with [Gm] the lights as bright as [Ab] the [Bb] stars.
Put on your Sunday [Eb] clothes, we're gonna ride through town in one of those new horse-drawn open [Gm] _ [C] cars.
We'll see the [Fm] shows at [G]
[C] Delmonico's and we'll close the town in a [Abm] whirl.
[G] And we won't come [Cm] home until we've [Bbm] kissed your [Eb] [G] girl.
_ [C] Put on your [F] Sunday clothes when you feel down [C] and out.
Strut down the street and have your [Gm] picture took.
_ [C] Dressed like a dream, your spirits [Am] seem to turn above.
_ [Em] Sunday [F] shine is a certain [Em] sign that you feel as [Dm] fine as you look.
[C] Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile.
That makes you feel brand new down to your [Em] toe.
_ [A] [Dm] Get out your [E] feathers, your cotton [Am] weavers, your beads and buckles and bow.
[Gm] Oh, there's no blue [F] Monday [Gbm] in your [C] Sunday.
[E] No [Dm] Monday [G] in your [C] Sunday, no.
[F] Monday in your [C] Sunday [Ebm] clothes.
_ [Db] Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out.
Strut down the street and have your [Abm] picture took.
_ _ [Db] Dressed like a dream, your spirits [Bbm] seem to turn above.
That [Fm] Sunday shine [Gb] is a certain sign [F] that you feel as fine [Ebm] as you [Ab] look.
[Db] This _ [Ab] is all the world is [Db] on.
_ _ That makes you feel brand new down [Ab] to your toe.
[D] _ _ [Ebm] Out your feathers, [F] your cotton weavers, [Bbm] your beads and buckles [Eb] and bow.
Oh, [Db] there's no [F] blue [Gb] Monday in your [Db] Sunday clothes.
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[Abm] _ _ [C] _ _ [F] Put on your Sunday _ _ _ _ _ clothes when you feel down and out.
Strut down the street and have [Cm] your picture took.
_ _ [F] That [Bb] _ [G] _
_ [Dm] _ Sunday [Am] _ [Bb] shine is a certain sign [Am] that you feel as fine [Gm] as you look.
_ [F] Beneath your bowl of brim, the world's a simple _ song.
A lovely look that makes you tilt [Am] your _ [C] [Gb] nose.
[Gm] Out with your [A] black, out with [Dm] your red,
and bring us [G] that ho, [F] one, two, [A] three, four.
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[D] _ Ermine, God keep smiling, [G] no man wants a little [C] ninny.
Ambrose, do a [D] turn, let [G] me see.
[Cm] Mr.
[Bb] Hackle, Mr.
Tucker, don't forget Irene and Minnie.
[Cm] Just [F] forget you ever heard a word [Eb] from me.
[Bb] All aboard, all [Abm] aboard, [G] all aboard.
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_ [Dm] _ _ [C] Put on your Sunday clothes, there's [Ab] lots of [C] world out there.
[G] _ [C] Put on your silk, robot and patent [Gm] shoes.
_ _ [C] We're gonna [Am] find [D] adventure in the [C] [Gb] evening. _
[Em] We're trapped to [F] a smoky spot, [Em] well, there's _ [A] _ _
[G] a_
Put on your silk high hat and a Londoner cup.
_ We'll wear a handmade grey suede bun and [E] you're gonna take New York by [Am] storm.
We'll join the Astors [B] at Joliet, [Em] Astors at this hot positive [A] oar.
[C] But we won't come on, _ [Eb] no we [Bm] won't come on.
No [Am] we [Bm] won't, [C] ho, ho, [Db] one, [G] [Eb] two, three, [Em] four, [B] ten.
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