[Verse]C G Ive been living in this month of SundaysC F for so long I dont remember Saturday night.C Broken records dont play new tunesG except for once in a blue moon.F G C And Ive looked but the moon is still white. [Verse]C G And Ive been summoned to the summit of SundaysC F someone somewhere may do something with his life.C A smokers lungs dont blow balloonsG except for once in a blue moon.F G C And Ive looked but the moon is still white.F C Rusty guns fire rusty shots, leopards never change their spots,C fireworks always fade too soon.F Am Empty words dont mean a lot and from me thats all youve got.G But I swear to you darling one day well stand beneath a blue moon. [Verse]C G Ive been living in this month of Sundays,C F and I forget what Monday morning feels like.C G Blushing brides and handsome grooms deep in debt from honeymoonsF G C Stare above but the moon is still white.C G Ive wandered into wondering if one day,C F when the war is won, and one finally made twoC G When we think not of what weve not, and think only of what weve gotF G C And we go dancing underneath the blue moon. [Verse]F C All black kettles and black pots seem to fight an awful lot,C and make the kitchen the most uncomfortable of roomsF Am Empty words dont mean a lot, but from me thats all youve got.G I swear to you darling one day well stand beneath a blue moon. [Bridge]Am C F Oh, oh. Oh, oh. Oh, oh, oh. [Verse]C G So Ive been living in this month of SundaysC F and I dont know it, this month may be through.C G So will you tell me that youll wait for as long as it may takeF G C And I swear darling Ill show you a blue moonF G C Oh my darling Ill show you a blue moon.
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