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.