Willie Nelson – The Thirty-Third Of August Chords on Piano & Ukulele

[Intro]
A          A

[Verse 1]
        A                        A D
Well, today there's no salvation,
                         A
the band's packed up and gone,
A                  A
  left me standin'
                          E   E
  with a penny in my hand.
          A
There's a big crowd at
            A         D
the station   where a blind
              A
man sings his songs
A                E
  and he can see   what
               A        A7
  I can't understand.

[Chorus]
         D               D
It's the thirty-third of August
        D                A    A
and I'm finally touchin' down,
A                 A
  eight days from Sunday, Lord,
E              A           A
  I'm Saturday-bound.

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[Verse 2]
       A
Once I stumble through
              A D
the darkness,
             A
tumble to my knees,
A                   A
  a thousand voices   screamin'
             E          E
  through my brain.
A
  Woke up in the squad car,
A7       D              A
  busted down for vagrancy,
    A
and outside my cell,
A
  sure as hell,
E                A     A7
  it looked like rain.

[Chorus]
         D               D
It's the thirty-third of August
        D                A    A
and I'm finally touchin' down,
A                 A
  eight days from Sunday, Lord,
E              A           A
  I'm Saturday-bound.

[Interlude]
A          A7         D          A
A          A          E          E
A          A7         D          A
A          E          A          A

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[Verse 3]
      A                    A
Now I put my angry feelin'
D                     A
  under lock and chain,
A                   A
  I hide my violent nature
               E          E
  with a smile.
           A
Though the demons dance
               A7    D
and sing their songs
                  A
within my fevered brain,
A                   E
not all my God-like thoughts,
            A          A7
Lord, are defiled.

[Chorus]
         D               D
It's the thirty-third of August
        D                A    A
and I'm finally touchin' down,
A                 A
  eight days from Sunday, Lord,
E              A           A
  I'm Saturday-bound.

[Interlude]
A          A7         D          A
A          A          E          E
A          A7         D          A
A          E          A          A7

[End-Chorus]
         D               D
It's the thirty-third of August and
    D                A        A
I'm finally touchin' down,
A                 A
  eight days from Sunday, Lord,
E              A           A E A
  I'm Saturday-bound.