Sunday Sunday Sunday

Lyrics
People are sleeping, snug in their beds No one is stirring, those sleepyheads Silent trains burn from some distant trees Bird songs sweetly drifting on the breeze It must be Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Church bells are ringing, telling the world This is the one day for each boy and girl Soon the sound of music fills the air People singing praises everywhere It must be Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Mondays to Fridays, nine until five days Working all the time Saturday's payday, hip hip hooray day Sunday Sunday Sunday, you are mine Time to do nothing, go where we choose Walks in the country, mud on our shoеs Holding hands beneath the sunny skiеs No one else around, just you and I It must be Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Weekdays are sad days Sundays are glad days Sunday Sunday Sunday, you are mine It must be Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday Sunday…
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Credits
- Writers
- Ron Roker
- Maurice John Littlewood