Standard (EADGBE)

Verse 1

Nothing’s sacred, the days are cheap.

 Truth is thin on the ground.

Still our prophets are crucified.

Nobody believes they’re stumblin’.

 It’s Friday, but Sunday is comin’.

Verse 2

Someone’s saying a prayer tonight.

 For a hungry mouth to be fed.

Someone kneels in the dark somewhere;

Darkness is already crumblin’.

 Yeah, it’s Friday, but Sunday is comes.

Chorus

Sunday!

Hallelujah!

It’s not so far, it’s not so far away.

Sunday!

Hallelujah!

It’s not so far, it’s not so far away.

Riff

Verse 3

Broken promises, weary hearts.

 But one promise remains.

Crucified, He will come again.

 It’s Friday, but Sunday is comin’.

 Yeah, it’s Friday, but Sunday is comin’!

Chorus

Sunday!

Hallelujah!

It’s not so far, it’s not so far away.

Sunday!

Hallelujah!

It’s not so far, it’s not so far away.

Solo

Bridge

Darkness is already crumblin’.

 It’s Friday, but Sunday is comin’.

Yeah, it’s Friday but Sunday is comin’.

Can you feel it?

 Here it comes.

Ending Chorus:

Sunday!

Hallelujah!

It’s not so far, it’s not so far away.

Sunday!

Hallelujah!

It’s not so far, our God will have His day!