FRANK SINATRA


It's Sunday Lyrics

Drowsy morning sunlight, gentle 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

[brief guitar solo]

It is Sunday, it's Sunday

[slightly longer 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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Songwriter(s): Jule Styne, Susan Birkenhead
Publisher(s): Unichappell Music Inc., Producers Music Publ. Co. Inc., Warner-tamerlane Publishing Corp., WB Music Corp.

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