F
Out there
  Bb                        F
There's a world outside of yonkers
 Bb                        F
Way out there beyond this hick town, barnaby
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There's a slick town, barnaby
Gm7
Out there
 Cm                         Gm7
Full of shine and full of sparkle
  Cm                         Gm                   
Close your eyes and see it glisten, barnaby
 Bb             Eb7 
Listen, barnaby

 Eb
Put on your sunday clothes, there's lots of world out there
 Eb                                Bbm7  Fm  Bb  
Get out the brillantine and dime cigars
 Eb                             Fm7       Cm
We're gonna find adventure in the evening air
 Gm
Girls in white
      Ab
In a perfumed night
           Gm                        Bb
Where the lights are bright as the stars!
 Eb
Put on your sunday clothes, we're gonna ride through town
Eb                                    C
In one of those new horse drawn open cars
 Fm
We'll see the shows
G
At delmonico's
Fm7                             F
And we'll close the town in a whirl
 
        Eb                          Fm       Eb
And we won't come home until we've kissed a girl!
C                                    F            C
Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out
C                                            Gm7    
Strut down the street and have your picture took
 C                                             Am  
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
  Am  Em   
That sunday shine
      
     F
Is a certain sign
          Em                  Dm7
That you feel as fine as you look
 C
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
C                                           Am
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
    Dm       
Get out your feathers
 
      E7
Your patent leathers
      Am                    D7
Your beads and buckles and bows
 G                   E              G
For there's no blue monday in your sunday 
 C        Dm      G   
No monday in the sunday
C                 F       C
No monday in the sunday clothes
 Db                                                
Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out
   Db                                        Abm7
Strut down the street and have your picture took
  Db                                           Bbm
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
      Fm                Gb
That sunday shine is a certain sign
Gb                      Ebm7  Ab
That you feel as fine as you look!
 Db                        Ab              Db
Beneath your parasol, the world is all a smile
  Db                                        Fm7
That makes you feel brand new down to your toes
    Eb      
Get out your feathers
      F
Your patent leathers
      Bbm                   Db
Your beads and buckles and bows
   
      Db             Gb                     Db
For there's no blue monday in your sunday clothes

[Solo] D  D4   D   
       D  D4   Am7
       D  D4   Bm7 
       G  Abm  C  F

 F      
Put on your sunday clothes when you feel down and out
   F                                         Cm
Strut down the street and have your picture took
  F                                            Dm
Dressed like a dream your spirits seem to turn about
      Am
That sunday shine
      Bb 
Is a certain sign
         Bb                  Gm
That you feel as fine as you look
 F     
Beneath your bowler brim the world's a simple song
F                                       Am7  C  D7  Gm
A lovely lilt that makes you tilt your nose
    Gm                        A7
Get out your slickers, your flannel knickers
      Dm                 G
Your red suspenders and hose
             F       A     C                F
For there's no blue monday in your sunday clothes

( F  Am7 )

D                                 G
Ermengarde, keep smiling, nobody wants a little ninny!
Am             D            G
Ambrose, do a turn, let me see!
     Bb                             Eb
Mr. Hackl, Mr. Tucker, don't forget Irene and Minnie.
      Eb                                 Bb      
Just forget what you've heard a word of mine!
Bb
All aboard!
    Ab          G
All aboard! All aboard
 
    G           G
All aboard! All aboard
 C                                          F          G
Put on your sunday clothes there's lots of world out there
 C                                   Gm7  Gm  Bb  C
Put on your silk cravat and patent shoes
 C                                Dm      F
We're gonna find adventure in the evening air
    Em    
To town we'll trot
       F
To a smoky spot
           G                  D
Where the girls are hot as a fuse!
 G      
Put on your silk high hat and at the turned up cuff
 G                                           Em
We'll wear a hand made grey suede buttoned glove
       Am     
We'll join the astors
    B7
At tony pastor's
      Em              A7
And this I'm positive of
  G
That we won't come home
  Em
That we won't come home
       Em    Em   G          Em     Em  G  
No we won't come home until we fall in love

[Final] Em  D7  G