Sunday Mornings

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Oh, I don't want to wake up next to anyone but you
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I don't want to wake up next to anyone but you
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Let the sun come up and make tomorrow new

      F                       G                  C
Cause I don't want to wake up next to anyone but you
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Oh, I don't want to hold anyone's hands but yours
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I don't want to hold anyone's hands but yours

[Bridge]
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Whether folded to pray or broken on the floor
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Oh, I don't want to hold anyone's hands but yours
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Old age may come and turn us frail and grey, frail and grey
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But I'll stay true until my dying day, my dying day

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So, I don't want to wake up next to anyone but you
    F                       G                  C
Oh, I don't want to wake up next to anyone but you
G        C                      G     Am
Let the sun come up and make tomorrow new
      F                       G                  C
Cause I don't want to wake up next to anyone but you

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