INTRO: (Drums)|A  E  |D  A  |: 6x

VERSE 1:

A              E               |D                     A   |
Sunday morning woke up yawning, filled the pool for a swim.
A                      E                           |D            A   |
Hold down the head and looked in the glass, just to see if I was in.
A                      E              |D                    A
Went up the stairs and kissed my women,  to make her come a-live.

CHORUS:
           |A                  E
'Cause with fifteen kids and a family on the skids,
        |D               A    |
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
A                  E
Fifteen kids and a family on the skids,

                         / (Break of 2-counts)
        |D               A    |
I got to go for a Sunday drive.

VERSE 2:

A                         E                       |D              A   |
That's how they are, so I grabbed out the car, con-vertible fifty-nine.
A             E                |D                 A   |
Headed to the freeway, tried to find the Pasadena sign.
A                   E                 |D                  A
Ten miles and three quarters, I wasn't feeling any more a-live.

CHORUS:
           |A                  E
'Cause with fifteen kids and a family on the skids,
        |D               A    |
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
A                  E
Fifteen kids and a family on the skids,

                         / (Break of 2-counts)
        |D               A
I got to go for a Sunday drive.

VERSE 3:

 |A            E                    |D                        A   |
I used to be a minstrel free, with a whole lot of bread in my bag.
A                        E                     |D                    A
  I used to feel that my life was real, but the good Lord threw me a snag.
   |A                E             |D            A
Now I'm gonna be the same as me, no matter how I try.

CHORUS:
           |A                  E
'Cause with fifteen kids and a family on the skids,
        |D               A    |
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
A                  E
Fifteen kids and a family on the skids,

                         / (Break of 2-counts)
        |D               A    |
I got to go for a Sunday drive.

VERSE 4:

A                         E                 |D                   A   |
Turned 'round the car and headed for home, I guess I realized my fate.
A                   E               |D                     A   |
Ten miles and three quarters more, I pulled up outside the gate.
A                     E                |D                A
Twenty more kids were stood inside, and that made thirty-five.

CHORUS:
              |A                 E
'Cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids,
        |D               A
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
  |A                 E
An orphanage full of thirty-five kids,

                         / (Break of 2-counts)
        |D               A    |
I got to go for a Sunday drive.

VERSE 5:

A              E               |D                     A   |
Sunday morning woke up yawning, filled the pool for a swim.
A                       E                            |D            A   |
Hold down the glass and looked in the mirror, just to see if I was in.
A                      E              |D                    A
Went up the stairs and kissed my women,  to make her come a-live.

CHORUS:
              |A                 E
'Cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids,
        |D               A
I got to go for a Sunday drive.
  |A                 E
An orphanage full of thirty-five kids,

                         / (Break of 8-counts)
        |D               A    |
I got to go for a Sunday drive.