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