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 A74 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 A74 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 A74 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 A74 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 A74 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 B74 B7 he'll not be back again. ADD: E A E B7 Sunday will never be the same.(x3) A sixties smash from Kraziekhat.