Sunday Bloody Sunday Acústico Cifras

[Intro]
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     Oh ooh whoa    Aaah
 
[Verse 1]
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  I can't believe the news today
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  I can't close my eyes, make it go away
 
[Bridge]
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 How long... How long must we sing this song?
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How long? How long...
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'cause tonight        we can be as one
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Tonight...
 
[Verse 2]
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  Broken bottles under children's feet
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 Bodies strewn across the dead end street
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 I won't heed the battle call
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 It puts my back up my back up against the wall
 
[Chorus]
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 Sunday, Bloody Sunday
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 Sunday, Bloody Sunday
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday, Sunday, Bloody Sunday
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday..alright, let’s go 
 
[Interlude]
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           Alright, here they go
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[Verse 3]
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 And the battle's just begun
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 There's many lost, but tell me who has won?
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 The trench is dug within our hearts
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 And mothers, children, brothers, sisters Torn apart
 
[Chorus]
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 Sunday, Bloody Sunday
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 Sunday, Bloody Sunday
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 How long, How long must we sing this song?
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 How long? How long... aaah
 
[Bridge]
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'cause tonight     we can be as one
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Tonight...
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Tonight... tonight
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Tonight   tonight, alright, let’s go
 
[Solo]
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[Chorus]
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Wipe the tears from your eyes
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Wipe the tears from your eyes
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Sunday, Bloody Sunday
C       Bm     A
Sunday, Bloody Sunday..alright, let’s go
 
[Verse 4]
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    ooo-oo-oo  ooo
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    ooo-oo-oo  ooo
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  Here at the murder scene
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The beginning of a fiction the Facts will come clean
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 Why so many mothers cry
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 Religion is the enemy of the Holy spirit guide
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 The real battle yet begun
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 Where is the victory Jesus won?      
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