Sunday Will Never Be the Same Spanky & Our Gang
[D]I remember [B7]Sunday morning, [Em]I would meet him [A7]at the park.
We'd [D]walk together [Bm7]hand in hand, til [Em]it was [E7]almost [A7sus]dark.[A7]
[D]Now I wake up [B7]Sunday morning, [Em]walk across the [A7]way to find,
no[D]body waiting [Bm7]for me, Sunday's [Em]just a[E7]nother [A7sus]day...[A7]
[D]Sunday will [G]never be the [D]same.[A7]
[D]I've lost my [G]Sunday song,
He'll [C]not be back [A7sus]again.[A7]
[D]Sunny after[B7]noons that make me [Em]feel so warm in[A7]side,
have [D]turned as cold and [Bm7]gray as ashes,
as I [Em]feel the em[E7]bers [A7sus]die.[A7]
[D]No longer [B7]can I walk these [Em]paths for they have [A7]changed.
I [D]must be on, the [Bm7]sun is gone and I [Em]think it's [E7]gonna [A7sus]rain.[A7]
[D]I remember [Am7]children..[D]feeding flocks of [Am7]pigeons.
[D]I remember [Am7]sunshine..[/]and [/]you [/]were [D]mine.
CHORUS:(Key Change to E)
[E]Sunday will [A]never be the [E]same[B7].
[E]I've lost my [A]Sunday song,
he'll [D]not be back [B7sus]again.[B7]
[E]Sunday will [A]never be the [E]same.[B7](x3)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.