Chord Sunday Nights

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 i’m A massive frank fan ,  and i was always annoyed 
that one of my favourite songs didn’t have A tab on 
here ,  so i gave it A go .  i’m pretty confident that 
the chorus is right ,  but less so about the verses .  
it sounds passable ,  i think . 

A                  D       A
sunday nights are slow surrender . 
         A                   D      E
they’ll never last and we’ll never learn . 
        A                  D    A
we can still make this one to remember . 
      F#m                   E       Dsus2
it’s sunday night and we’ve time to burn . 
    F#m                  E        A
and tomorrow morning can wait its turn . 

Dsus2       A                E
charge your glasses ,  raise A toast , 
F#m    E      D
to the memory game , 
       F#m        E
to the sleep that we’ve lost , 
Dsus2    A             E
another weekend ran to ground , 
F#m     E               D
another passing coat of red , 
         F#m   E
painted across our town , 
Dsus2    A               E
work is shallow ,  cutting deep . 
F#m       E              D
who would waste two days respite , 
           F#m  E
can’t catch up on sleep , 
Dsus2      A                   E
so here we are ,  last chance to live , 
F#m      E               D
ticking clock and slow defeat . 
          E  ( i think ) 
it’ll all be over soon . 

A                  D       A
sunday nights are slow surrender . 
         A                   D      E
they’ll never last and we’ll never learn . 
        A                  D    A
we can still make this one to remember . 
      F#m                   E       Dsus2
it’s sunday night and we’ve time to burn . 
    F#m                  E        A
and tomorrow morning can wait its turn . 

Dsus2        A                E
so once more friends unto the breach , 
F#m    E                 D
bleary eyed ,  the stuff of dreams
       F#m      E
always slips out of reach , 
Dsus2     A
defiance dressed up , 
          E
crumpled clothes , 
F#m      E                 D
protest played out with A headache , 
         F#m       E
starting late ,  but going slow , 
Dsus2     A              E
don’t we know we have to be there , 
F#m     E        D
we have tasted freer air , 
         E
we don’t have to care . 

A                  D       A
sunday nights are slow surrender . 
         A                   D      E
they’ll never last and we’ll never learn . 
        A                  D    A
we can still make this one to remember . 
      F#m                   E       Dsus2
it’s sunday night and we’ve time to burn . 
    F#m                  E        A
and tomorrow morning can wait its turn . 

D   A    E
all our days , 
     F#m  E  D
will fade away , 
    D   A    E
and hazy nights , 
    F#m   E    D
and clear mistakes . 
   D      A  E
so here’s to us , 
    F#m    E   D
our needs that much , 
      D     A E
let’s raise A toast , 
    F#m  E    D     E
for one last boast ,  cos
     F#m                    E        D
it’s sunday night and we’ve time to burn , 
    F#m                  E        A
and tomorrow morning can wait its turn . 

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