Lyrics - Sunday by Frank Sinatra

Note: there may well be more lyrics than this short 1:00 version, which was broadcast on your hit
Parade in 1944. additions from a longer version are welcome.
I’m blue ev’ry monday thinkin’ over sunday
That one day when
I’m with you
It seems that
I sigh all day tuesday and
I cry all day wednesday
Oh, my, how
I long for you
And then comes thursday
Gee, it’s long and never goes by
Friday makes me feel like
I’m gonna die
But after payday is my fun day,
I shine all day sunday
That one day when
I’m with you

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