Aaron Lewis – Sunday Every Saturday Night (Guitar)

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[Verse 1]
            G
I've seen drunk girls singin' karaoke

            C                       G
I've seen old-timers pray to their beer

        C                           G         Em
And we all seem to have our sad stories to tell

        D
That's how we all ended up here
[Verse 2]
G
Washin' away all our problems

        C                      G
Gettin' baptized in those neon lights

        C                       G         Em
And the drunker I get, the more things I forget

    D
And I just ain't got that kind of time
[Chorus]
     C                          G
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey

             C                       G
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul

         C                       G
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done

            D
And all the time I've spent down in this hole

           C                     G
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus

        C                  G
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."

      C                       G
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord

                       D        G
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
[Verse 3]
          G
Now the gospel comes out of that jukebox

         C                           G
And an angel just walked through the door

         C                          G    Em
And she pulled up a chair right beside me

                     D
She said, "You think misery's got room for one more?"
[Chorus]
     C                          G
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey

             C                       G
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul

         C                       G
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done

            D
And all the time I've spent down in this hole

           C                     G
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus

        C                  G
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."

      C                       G
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord

                       D        G
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
[Verse 4]
         G
Now the bar stools are lined up like church pews

          C                            G
And the preacher just yelled out "Last call!"

       C                     G         Em
And confession is held belly-up to the bar

      D
Hell even the best angels fall
[Chorus]
     C                          G
So that's why I like drinkin' whiskey

             C                       G
Because it fills up the cracks in my soul

         C                       G
And it helps me forget all the damage I've done

            D
And all the time I've spent down in this hole

           C                     G
And for a moment I swear I hear Jesus

        C                  G
Sayin' "Son, it'll all be alright."

      C                       G
So I take one more shot of redemption, Lord

                       D        G
It's like Sunday every Saturday night
[Outro]
            G            D        G
It's like Sunday every Saturday night