[Intro] B D E [Primeira Parte] B Well it was sunday, bloody sunday When they shot the people there The cries of thirteen martyrs Filled the free Derry air [Segunda Parte] D Is there any one among you Dare to blame it on the kids? E Not a soldier boy was bleeding When they nailed the coffin lidds! [Refrão] F# E Sunday bloody sunday D F# Bloody sunday's the day! [Terceira Parte] B 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] D When Stormont bans our marchers They've got a lot to learn E Internment is no answer It's those mother's turn to burn! [Refrão] F# E Sunday bloody sunday D F# Bloody sunday's the day! [Solo] B D E