Sunday Will Never Be The Same:Spanky And Our Gang.
#9 in 1967.
#1.
D B7 Em A7
I remember Sunday morning, I would meet him at the park.
D Bm7 Em E7 A7sus A7
We'd walk together hand in hand, til it was almost dark.
D B7 Em A7
Now I wake up Sunday morning, walk across the way to find,
D Bm7 Em E7 A7sus A7
nobody waiting for me, Sunday's just another day...
Chorus:
D G D A7
Sunday will never be the same.
D G
I've lost my Sunday song,
C A7sus A7
He'll not be back again.
#2.
D B7 Em A7
Sunny afternoons that make me feel so warm inside,
D Bm7
have turned as cold and gray as ashes,
Em E7 A7sus A7
as I feel the embers die.
D B7 Em A7
No longer can I walk these paths for they have changed.
D Bm7 Em E7 A7sus A7
I must be on, the sun is gone and I think it's gonna rain.
Chorus:
ADD:
D Am7 D Am7
I remember children..feeding flocks of pigeons.
D Am7 / / / D
I remember sunshine..and you were mine.
Chorus:(Key Change to E)
E A E B7
Sunday will never be the same.
E A
I've lost my Sunday song,
D B7sus B7
he'll not be back again.
ADD:
E A E B7
Sunday will never be the same.(x3)
A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.
Composição de Terry Cashman/Gene Pistilli