C
Blue, blue F
Sunday
You're the C
day that always turns me G
'round
C
Blue, blue F
Sunday
You're the C
day that G
always lets me C
down
C
I go out saturday night
I'm not F
looking for a fight
I G
just wanna have a good F
time, with my C
friends
It C
always winds up the same
F
I forget my name
G
And wind up sleeping F
on somebody's C
floor