The Cats - Sunday Mornings lyrics

Every Sunday morning she was pa**in' by same time On her way to church as I remember Always wearing a worn out rain coat Its colour lookin' kind of grey Looking kind of grave But to me it looked fine in every way Every day then I spent dreaming about her And a week seemed so much longer at the time Lord, she gave me such a brand new feeling Burning deep inside It made me wanna reach up in the sky She was my, oh my, my lady My, my Sunday morning lady Her memory once will grow vague in my mind But never she will quite vanish out of my Out of my life Many years have gone by Many songs of love I've sung Many of them now seem long forgotten But there's always a few left of ‘em That we do remember well How I love them old songs to hear again Every day then I spend dreaming about her And a week seemed so much longer at the time Lord, she gave me such a brand new feeling Burning deep inside It made me wanna reach up in the sky She was my, oh my, my lady My, my Sunday morning lady Her memory once will grow vague in my mind But never she will quite vanish out of my Out of my life Out of my life Out of my life