sunday roast, rains on sunday

Rain on Sunday

She turned to smile at me
The sky turned grey
An even brooding colour
Seems like it always rains on Sunday
Yeah, you know, you know, you know
Rain on Sunday.
Oh yeah, you know, you know, you know
Rain on Sunday.

Pass me the wine she said
I'd rather drink than talk to you
It's not that we've got nothing to say
It's not that we've got nothing to do
You know, you know, you know
Rain on Sunday.
Oh yeah, you know, you know, you know
Rain on Sunday.

I'm sorry but I'm going to have to leave you for a while
I'm living for the weekends and right now I need to smile
I need to smile
I need to smile
Smile. 

She walked away from me
Like a dog I had to follow
Forget the rain and comfort me
Clear your mind of work tomorrow
You know, you know, you know
Rain on Sunday
Oh yeah, you know, you know, you know
Rain on Sunday
You know, you know, you know
Rain on Sunday
Oh yeah, you know, you know, you know
Rain on Sunday.

© Severn Dwyer. 1991. Updated 2015.

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