Sunday Morning Paper Chords & Lyrics - Turnpike Troubadours

[INTRO]
[F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F]

[F]Sunday morning paper said
[F7]"Rock 'n' Roll is surely dead!"
[Bb]Somethin' hit me deep down in my [F]soul
Lord I [C]kno[Cmaj7]w, [C7] it's just Rock 'n' [F]Roll

[VERSE 1]
[Bb]Never one time did I ever
[F]Dream you wouldn't live forever
[Dm]Betcha never planned on gettin'[C] old[Cmaj7] [C7]
[F]Looked like you were born to lose
Your [F7]slicked back hair and your prison blues
[Bb]Mother tried to keep you from that [F]row
Lord I [C]kno[Cmaj7]w, [C7] it's just Rock 'n' [F]Roll

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F]

[VERSE 2]
Well you [F]showed up from the underground
[F7]Bakersfield, Tulsa-town
An [Bb]inch away from needin' crowd c[F]ontrol
Lord I k[C]now, Oh Lord I k[F]now!

[VERSE 3]
[Bb]Women, wine and Benzedrine
[F]Out to break the Big Machine
[Dm]Gettin' off the low-down for the [C]truth
[Bb]Fightin' at it fingernail and [C]tooth

[VERSE 4]
[F]Somewhere between 10 and 2
[F7]Someone's wishin' they were you
[Bb]Make a livin' off your highs and l[F]ows
Lord I k[C]now, it's just Rock 'n' [F]Roll

[INSTRUMENTAL]
[F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F]

[VERSE 5]
[Bb]Never one time did I ever
[F]Dream you wouldn't live forever
[Dm]Betcha never planned on gettin' o[C]ld
[Bb]Bangin' on a baby grand
[F]Play that thing to beat the band
[Dm]Screamin' out for everything you're [C]worth
Well you [Bb]dressed up like the greatest show on [C]Earth

[OUTRO]
[F]Sunday morning paper said
[F7]"Rock 'n' Roll is surely dead!"
[Bb]I don't think I'll ever let it [F]go
Even t[C]hough it's just Rock 'n' [F]Roll

[F] [Bb] [F] [C] [F] x4