Month Of Sundays

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Tom:
Capotraste:
[Verse]
C G Ive been living in this month of Sundays
C F for so long I dont remember Saturday night.
C Broken records dont play new tunes
G 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 Sundays
C F someone somewhere may do something with his life.
C A smokers lungs dont blow balloons
G 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 honeymoons
F 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 two
C G When we think not of what weve not, and think only of what weve got
F 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 rooms
F 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 Sundays
C 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 take
F G C And I swear darling Ill show you a blue moon
F G C Oh my darling Ill show you a blue moon.
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Composição: Mike Rosenberg

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