Lyrics sunday will never be the same

I remember Sunday morning
I would meet him at the park
We'd walk together hand in hand
Till it was almost dark
Now I wake up Sunday morning
Walk along the lane to find
Nobody waiting for me
Sunday's just another day

Sunday will never be the same
(Sunday will never be the same)
I lost my baby's heart
I must be back again

Sunny afternoons that made me feel so warm inside
Have turned as cold and gray as ashes
As I feel the embers die
No longer can I walk these paths for they have changed
I must be home the sun is gone and I think it's gonna rain

I remember children
Feeding flocks of pigeons
I remember sunshine and you were mine

Sunday will never be the same

Sunday will never be the same

Sunday will never be the same


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Sunday Will Never Be the Same Lyrics as written by Gene Pistilli Terry Cashman

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"Sunday Will Never Be the Same"Single by Spanky and Our Gangfrom the album Spanky and Our GangB-sideReleasedRecordedStudioGenreLengthLabelSongwriter(s)Producer(s)Spanky and Our Gang singles chronology
"Distance"
April 1967
April 13, 1967
Bell Sound (New York City)
Baroque rock[1]
2:58
Mercury
Terry Cashman, Gene Pistilli
Jerry Ross
"And Your Bird Can Sing"
(1966)
"Sunday Will Never Be the Same"
(1967)
"Making Every Minute Count"
(1967)

"Sunday Will Never Be the Same" is a 1967 song by the American band Spanky and Our Gang from their self-titled debut album. The single peaked at #9 on the Billboard Hot 100[2] and #7 in the Canadian RPM Magazine charts.[3] The song was written by Terry Cashman and Gene Pistilli and borrows an interlude from the French carol “Les Anges Dans Nos Campagnes”. The arrangement is by Jimmy Wisner.[4]

As with most of the band’s hit singles, producer Jerry Ross used a group of session musicians to provide the instrumental backing track while the rest of the group members provided lead and background vocals. Session personnel on this record included Vinnie Bell, Al Gorgoni, Hugh McCracken, Charles Macey on guitar, Paul Griffin on piano, Artie Butler on harpsichord, Joe Macho on bass, Bobby Gregg and Al Rogers on drums, Joe Macho, Irving Spice, Louis Stone, Ray Free, Matthew Raimondi, Lou Haber on violins, Artie Kaplan on flute, and Seymour Barab and Maurice Bialkin on cellos. Additional instruments were also played by Samuel Casale, Charles Naclerio, Joe Renzetti, and Jimmy Wisner.

Cover versions[edit]

  • The O'Kaysions released a version of the song on their 1968 debut album, Girl Watcher.[5]
  • A series of 1969 television commercials for Plymouth featured a jingle "Just look what Plymouth's up to now", sung by Petula Clark to the tune of "Sunday Will Never Be the Same".

References[edit]

  1. ^ Gendron, Bernard (2002). Between Montmartre and the Mudd Club: Popular Music and the Avant-Garde. Chicago, IL: University of Chicago Press. p. 343. ISBN 978-0-226-28737-9.
  2. ^ "Spanky & Our Gang - Awards". allmusic.com. Retrieved December 1, 2012
  3. ^ "RPM Top 100 Singles - July 1, 1967" (PDF).
  4. ^ Discographical details at 45cat.com. Retrieved July 2, 2019
  5. ^ "The O'Kaysions, Girl Watcher". Retrieved November 21, 2016.

External links[edit]

  • 037302 - Sunday Will Never Be The Same - Spanky & Our Gang, Sound Recording Division Album/Single Titles & Performing Artists

The Lyrics for Sunday Will Never Be the Same by Spanky & Our Gang have been translated into 1 languages

I remember Sunday morning I would meet him at the park We′d walk together hand in hand

'Til it was almost dark Now I wake up Sunday morning Walk across the way to find Nobody waiting for me Sunday′s just another day Sunday will never be the same (Sunday will never be the same) I've lost my Sunday song He'll not be back again Sunny afternoons That make me feel so warm inside Have turned as cold and gray as ashes As I feel the embers die No longer can I walk these paths For they have changed I must be home, the sun is gone And I think it′s gonna rain Sunday will never be the same (Sunday will never be the same) I′ve lost my Sunday song He'll not be back again I remember children Feeding flocks of pigeons I remember sunshine And you were mine Sunday will never be the same (Sunday will never be the same) I′ve lost my Sunday song He'll not be back again Sunday will never be the same Sunday will never be the same Sunday will never be the same

Writer(s): Terry Cashman, Gene Pistilli

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