Sunday Mornings

C   G   Am   F   G   C

G    C                           
Oh, I don't want to wake up next 
       G       Am
to anyone but you
F                       G    
I don't want to wake up next to 
              C
anyone but you
G        C                
Let the sun come up and make 
      G     Am
tomorrow new

      F                       G   
Cause I don't want to wake up next
               C
 to anyone but you
G   C                             
Oh, I don't want to hold anyone's 
G         Am
hands but yours
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F                       G        
I don't want to hold anyone's 
       C
hands but yours

[Bridge]
G       C                        
Whether folded to pray or broken 
G      Am
on the floor
    F                      G      
Oh, I don't want to hold anyone's 
          C
hands but yours
    G                              
Old age may come and turn us frail 
      Am              G
and grey, frail and grey
    G                            
But I'll stay true until my dying 
  Am            G
day, my dying day

    C                              
So, I don't want to wake up next to
    G       Am
 anyone but you
    F                       G     
Oh, I don't want to wake up next 
             C
to anyone but you
G        C                
Let the sun come up and make 
      G     Am
tomorrow new
      F                       G   
Cause I don't want to wake up next
               C
 to anyone but you

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