- Sunday Best

      
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 By Russell Smith
 rmofle at satx.rr.com
 9/23/2005
 
 Capo 2
 
 C 
  
          G                                            F C  
 Dressing up for church didn't seem to work when I was seven
       G                                       F           C     
 Momma told me little boys in dirty blue jeans don't go to heaven
       Dm                                     
 In my good pair of pants and my matching vest
   F                         C    F C 
 I never could act my Sunday best 
 
 Between the sermon and the suit I had to wear I was itching
 Between the hardwood pew and looking at you I never missed it
 In your pretty blue ribbon and your brand new dress
 Youre the one that made my Sunday best
 
 Am F 
   
 Standing at your door at twelve o four on prom night
 working up my courage steal a little kiss in the moonlight
 in my rented tuxedo that was perfectly pressed
 I was scared as the devil in my sunday best
 
 Bridge:
         Am                                    C 
 Cause I never could find another like you honey
      F                                       G 
 If I searched the world for a month of Sundays
 
 
 Change key to D
 
        A                                       G  D  
 I came over to you house and we drove around a little
            A                                        G        D     
 You wore a yellow sun dress with thirty two buttons down the middle
         Em                                   
 We were parked on the bluff when you said yes
          G                           D   
 And I'll always remember that Sunday best
 
 We were parked on the bluff when you said yes
 And I'll always remember that Sunday best
 Yea Ill always remember that Sunday best
 I believe that God love's Sunday best
 Yea Ill always remember that Sunday best