クレジット
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Mike Proctor
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Roker
Composer
Littlewood
Composer
歌詞
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 shoes
Holding hands beneath the sunny skies
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…
Written by: Littlewood, Roker
