Intro: G G/F# Am7 Am7/G G Am7 D9
I re[G/F#]member Sunday morn – in' -- I would meet her at a [A7/6]park;
We'd walk tog[G/F#]ether hand in hand til it [C/B]was al – [Am7/G]most dark.
Now I w[G/F#]ake up Sunday morn-ing, walk a-cross the way to [A7/6]find
Nobody [G/F#]there to meet me – Sunday's just [C/B]an – oth [Am7/G]- er day.
Refrain:
G G6 G Am7 C G Am7 alt
Sun-day will never be the same;
I've l[G/F#]ost my Sunday love, she'll not [C/B]be back [Am7/G] a – gain.
Sunny a[G/F#]fternoons that made me feel so warm in-[A7/6]side
Have turned as cold and [G/F#]grey as ashes as I feel [C/B]the em -[Am7/G] bers die;
No l[G/F#]onger can I walk these paths, for they have ch[A7/6]anged;
I must be old; the [G/F#]sun is gone, and I think [C/B]it's gon [Am7/G]- na rain.
Repeat Refrain:
Bridge:
I remember children feeding flocks of pigeons;
I remember sunshine, and you were mine.
Seque to Key Change:
[G/F#]
Ba-da-ba, ba-da-ba-da-bah, ba-da-ba-da-bah,
[Am7/G]
Ba-da-ba-da-bah-pah-bah, baaaah
Final Refrain and Coda:
Sunday will never be the same;
I've lost my Sunday love, she'll not be back a[Bm7-5]gain.
Sunday will never be the same;
Sunday will never be the same;
Sunday will nev – er be the same.