Sun Comes Up Its Tuesday Morning chords

Sun Comes Up Its Tuesday Morning

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  Cowboy Junkies - Sun Comes Up, It's Tuesday Morning (Chords)

Capo 2   (song is actually in E A9 Bsus... but a lot easier to play with capo) 
 
INTRO: D  G  A

D                  G
Sun comes up, it's Tuesday morning
         A
Hits me straight in the eye
           G                             D
Guess you forgot to close the blind last night
          G        A              G     
Oh that's right, I forgot, it was me

  G                               D             
I sure do miss the smell of black coffee in the morning,
    G                            D
The sound of water splashing all over the bathroom,
    G                                D    
The kiss that you would give me even though I was sleeping,
      A                G                           D
But I kind of like the feel of this extra few feet in my bed

D                        G 
Telephone's ringing, but I don't answer it
       A                    G                D  
'Cause everybody knows that good news always sleeps till noon
                   G
Guess it's tea and toast for breakfast again
  A                    G
Maybe I'll add a little T.V. too
            D  
No milk!    God, how I hate that
         G                      D
Guess I'll go to the corner, get breakfast from Jenny
            G                        D
She's got a black eye this morning, "Jen how'd ya get it?"
           A           G                         D 
She says, "Last night, Bobby got a little bit out of hand"


                G     
Lunchtime, I start to dial your number
     A                         G       
Then I remember so I reach for somebodies smoke
   D                   G   
And anyways I'd rather listen to Coltrane
      A                   G
Than go through all that shit again
                                     D 
There's something about an afternoon spent doing nothin  
     G                        D 
Just listening to records and watching the sun falling
       G                      D                    
Thinking of things that don't have to add up to something
        A  
And this spell won't be broken
        G                            D
By the sound of keys scraping in the lock

D                           G
Maybe tonight it's a movie  With plenty of room
 A  
 for elbows and knees
G                        D
A bag of popcorn all to myself,
D                      G 
Black and white with a strong female lead
       A                   G
And if I don't like it, no debate, I'll leave

     G                       D             
Here comes that feeling that I'd forgotten
    G 
How strange these streets feel
     D
when you're alone on them 
     G                 D 
Each pair of eyes just filled with suggestion
      A                    G 
So I lower my head, make a b-line for home
         D
Seething inside

                 G
Funny, I'd never noticed
     A                   G                    D
The sound the streetcars make as they pass my window
        G                A                  G 
Which reminds me that I forgot to close the blind again
 
                                D    
Yeah, sure I'll admit there are times when I miss you
     G                          D
Especially like now when I need someone to hold me
       G                           D
But there are some things that can never be forgiven
      A 
And I just gotta tell ya
         G                            D
That I kinda like this extra few feet in my bed 

Solo

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