Intro E G A Verse 1: E Well it was sunday, bloody sunday When they shot the people there The cries of thirteen martyrs Filled the free Derry air Verse 2: G Is there any one among you Dare to blame it on the kids? A Not a soldier boy was bleeding When they nailed the coffin lidds!
B A Sunday bloody sunday G B Bloody sunday's the day! Verse 3: E You claim to be majority Well you know that it's a lie You're really a minority Oh this sweet emerald isle Verse 4: G When Stormont bans our marchers They've got a lot to learn A Internment is no answer It's those mother's turn to burn! B A Sunday bloody sunday G B Bloody sunday's the day! Solo E G A
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