|Performed By:||Spanky And Our Gang (1967)|
I remember Sunday mornin' - I would meet her at a park; We'd walk together hand in hand 'til it was almost dark. Now I wake up Sunday morning, walk a-cross the way to find Nobody there to meet me - Sunday's just another day. (Refrain:) Sunday will never be the same; I've lost my Sunday love, she'll not be back again. Sunny afternoons that made me feel so warm inside Have turned as cold and grey as ashes as I feel the embers die; No longer can I walk these paths, for they have changed; I must be old; the sun is gone, and I think it's gonna rain. (Repeat Refrain) (Bridge:) I remember children feeding flocks of pigeons; I remember sunshine, and you were mine. Ba-da-ba, ba-da-ba-da-bah, ba-da-ba-da-bah, 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 again. Sunday will never be the same; Sunday will never be the same; Sunday will never be the same.
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