Standard (EADGBE)
Chorus
Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..shamed at the things
you done?
Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..leavin' your wife and infant son?
Married a blue-eyed Miss so pretty..married a year and then..
danced with a gal in Reno City, never went home again.
Chorus
Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..shamed at the things
you done?
Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..leavin' your wife and infant son?
Held up the stage from Carson City..10 miles from where he wed.
Held up the stage from Carson City..and killed the driver, dead.
Drank with a friendly '49'er'..followed him to his shack.
Stole all the gold from this old miner..then shot him in the back.
Chorus
Christo, Christo, Christopher Sunday..shamed at the things
you done?
Christo, Christo, Christopher Sunday..leavin' your wife and infant son?
Locked in the jail and filled with sorrow..never again to roam.
He will be gone at six tomorrow..swingin' the hang-tree groan.
Chorus
Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..shamed at the things
you done?
Ain't you ashamed Christopher Sunday..leavin' your wife and infant son?
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.