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Drinkin In My Sunday Dress

      D                                      G                 D        
I can barely feels the sheets with all these crumbs down in my bed, oh no.  
    D                                G             D 
How can I get to sleep with all this buzzin' in my head?  
    Bm                                Em 
An' who'd've ever thought I'd not complain about a mess 
G 
Serves me right, I guess, this is what I get 
           Em                                 G            D 
For eatin' crackers with my gin, an' drinkin' in my Sunday dress 


    D                               G            D 
Telephone is by the bottle which is always by my bed.  
        D                               G                  D 
Time to time I give it a rattle to make sure that it's not dead.  
       Bm                                 Em  
I will wait here for your call till I run out of cigarettes 
  G 
I love to play the part of the damsel in distress 
         Em                           G            D  
Flickin' ashes in my coffee, drinkin' in my Sunday dress 


Chorus 1: 
     G                C 
Well I've been on the road to this 
    G                C 
An' I've been on the way to this 
    G                   C 
But who'd 'a think it'd come to this 
G                                D          A 
Don't let on you've seen me like this, like this 


My old transistor's soundin' just as twangy as a Fender 
My radiator growls like Elvis after Sunday dinner 
I've drained my last Tequila and I've thrown away the blender  
I've poured out all the wine; from now on nothin' but the best 
Cognac an' Patsy Cline, while drinkin' in my Sunday dress 


Chorus 2: 
Well I've been on the road to this 
An' I've been on the way to this 
I surely ain't a hypocrite 
I've had my fun and now I must confess 


Our Reverend is a kingly soul, repents 'em on a dime 
His Bible is not inked in gold, he’s not the cheatin' kind 
One Sunday after meetin', I was in the greetin' line 
He said: "I've seen you from the altar, "Gulpin' down Communion wine."  
"Just remember who's beside you when it's no business of mine."  
I said: "Remember who's beside you when it's no business of mine."  
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