Dm                     G               Dm                     G
Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea;
Dm                           D               G      C
In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me

[Verse]

C
Angeline is always Friday, Angeline is spring forever;
Dm         G                C
Winter Angeline could never be
C
Mister Wilson, old and smiling, lifts his cap as she is passing
Dm           G            C
Bowing her politely on to me

[Chorus]

    Em                F      Em
The week has gone its lonely way;
Em                 F    Em
I've waited for my only day
Em
Away from shadows
       Gm                               Bb  G        C
In her sunlight I can tell her, "I love yooouuu, Angeline."

[Verse]

C
Angeline is always Friday, suitcase on the rack above;
Dm              G            C
She hasn't even read her magazine
C
Angeline is counting stations, 'til the one where I am standing
Dm             G        C
Waiting for my only Angeline

[Interlude]

C               Dm   G   C

C               Dm   G   C

[Chorus]

    Em                F      Em
The week has gone its lonely way;
Em                 F    Em
I've waited for my only day
Em
Away from shadows
       Gm                               Bb  G        C
In her sunlight I can tell her, "I love yooouuu, Angeline."

[Outro]

Dm                     G               Dm                     G
Clatter -- the milkman at my doorstep, bustle -- my neighbour at her tea;
Dm                           D               G      C
In all the world no one's so glad to see the sun as me