INTRO:
VERSE:
When I leave work every Friday
Try to play hard as I can
Exploring all
The different shades of living
‘Cos I’m that kind of man
I think of all the hard hours
So many closed doors
PRE-CHORUS:
So when it’s time for my sunshi-ine
Can’t help wanting more and mo-or-or-ore
CHORUS:
Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Don’t have time to take no rest
‘Cos every minute’s more holy to me
It makes me feel so free
INSTRUMENTAL:
VERSE:
Sometimes the wild nights go rolling
On into next day’s sun
Always smile when my head hits the pillow
‘Bout the time the trains start to run
E —————-
B -5-6-5———-
G ——-7-5-4-5–
D —————-
A —————-
E —————-
I think of all the bad times
So many slippery floors
PRE-CHORUS:
So when it’s time for my sunshi-ine
I am wanting more and more
CHORUS:
Sunday morning, Sunday morning
I Don’t have time to take no rest
‘Cos every minute’s more holy to me
It makes me feel so free
VERSE:
Always hope the weekend never ends
Work keeps stealing my best da-ays
Try to get around
All those twisted bends
While the light just ebbs away
I think of all the grey seas
So many lost shores
PRE-CHORUS:
So when it’s time for my sunshi-ine
I Can’t help wanting more and more
CHORUS:
Sunday morning, Sunday morning
Don’t have time to take no rest
‘Cos every minute’s more holy to me
It always makes me feel so free
That’s more holy to me
Sunday morning I’m so free
