It’s Sunday
Susan Birkenhead, Jule Styne
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Drowsy morning sunlight
Endless kisses for my love
It's Sunday, it's Sunday
She needn't waken
I'll fix the eggs and bacon her way
While she just dozes
Lately I've taken to
Bringing her a flower on her tray
She's fond of roses
We'll talk away the morning
Read the papers, misbehave
Enjoying each other
The world is ours to play in
We'll take a walk or stay in
Long and lazy hours
To have and hide away in
For one day
Thank goodness
It's Sunday
-[Guitar Solo]-
Lately I've taken to
Bringing her a flower on her tray
She's fond of roses
We'll talk away the morning
Read the papers, misbehave
Enjoying each other
The world is ours to play in
We'll take a walk or stay in
Long and lazy hours
To have and hide away in
For one day
Thank goodness
It's Sunday
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