Capo: 3rd fret
[Intro]
G G
[Verse]
G
Well, I pulled up
G
To that church of Christ
G
With a broken heart
G
And bloodshot eyes
C G
Too hungover to go inside
G D G
So, I hung my head and drove on by
[Chorus]
C G
And I don't feel like Hallelujah
D G
With this aching in my chest
C G Em
So here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro reds
C D G N.C.
Drinking in my Sunday best
[Verse 2]
G
Thought I really, really knew him well
G
He was the one, far as I could tell
C G
But last night I caught him with somebody else
G D G
And yeah, that preacher's son can go to hell
[Chorus]
C G
And I don't feel like Hallelujah
D G
With this aching in my chest
C G Em
So here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro reds
C D G
Drinking in my Sunday bеst
[Bridge]
D C G
Yeah, I know that I'll get over him in timе
D C D
But right now forgiveness ain't something I can find
[Chorus]
C G
And I don't feel like Hallelujah
D G
With this aching in my chest
C G Em
So here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro reds
C D G
Drinking, and I'm a mess
C D G
Yeah, I'm drinking in my Sunday best
[Tag]
G
When I pulled up to that church of Christ
G
Oh, I'm gonna be here just drinking
G
It's somethin' silly
G
Hell, Jesus turned water into wine
G
Hmm, pour me another one, hahaha
G
Whoo, I'm drunk
G
Hahaha
[Outro]
G
Well, I pulled up
To that church of Christ
With a broken heart
And bloodshot eyes
Too hungover to go inside
So, I hung my head and drove on by
And I don't feel like Hallelujah
With this aching in my chest
So here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro reds
Drinking in my Sunday best
Thought I really, really knew him well
He was the one, far as I could tell
But last night I caught him with somebody else
And yeah, that preacher's son can go to hell
And I don't feel like Hallelujah
With this aching in my chest
So here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro reds
Drinking in my Sunday best
Yeah, I know that I'll get over him in time
But right now forgiveness ain't something I can find
And I don't feel like Hallelujah
With this aching in my chest
So here I sit out on some backroad paper sack and Marlboro reds
Drinking, and I'm a mess
Yeah, I'm drinking in my Sunday best
When I pulled up to that church of Christ
Oh, I'm gonna be here just drinking
It's somethin' silly
Hell, Jesus turned water into wine
Hmm, pour me another one, hahaha
Whoo, I'm drunk
Hahaha
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