John Lennon - Sunday Bloody Sunday Ukulele

Sunday Bloody Sunday      John Lennon

             E
Well it was sunday, bloody sunday
When they shot the people there
The cries of thirteen martyrs
Filled the free Derry air.
         G
Is there any one among you
Dare to blame it on the kids?
        A (hold)
Not a soldier boy was bleeding
When they nailed the coffin lidds!

B             A
Sunday bloody sunday
       G             B
Bloody sunday's the day!

You claim to be majority
Well you know that it's a lie
You're really a minority
Oh this sweet emerald isle.
When Stormont bans our marchers
They've got a lot to learn
Internment is no answer
It's those mother's turn to burn!

Sunday bloody sunday
Bloody sunday's the day!

Solo on (same as verse) E G A