The Old Sunday Dinner
- Martin Family
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Intro
C G C
Verse 1
C Em Am F
A sweet fragrant fancy of days long remembered,
C G
Carries me back to my home o'er the sea;
C Em Am F
When I was a boy, so young and light-hearted,
C G C
And cares came and went like a merry sunbeam.
Verse 2
C Em Am F
There's one thing I know I'll always remember,
C G
It's all that was left of the fire's dying glow;
C Em Am F
Yes, there's one thing I know I'll always remember,
C G C
Was that old Sunday dinner a long time ago.
Chorus
Am F G C
Our table was set with the best we could boast of,
G
Our bread was as white as the first fall of snow;
C Em Am F
There was plenty for twenty, and we made the most of,
C G C
That old Sunday dinner a long time ago.
Verse 3
C Em Am F
Well, on Saturday night my mother and father,
C G
Would both go to market, but not to stay long;
C Em Am F
And I would be left in the care of my brother,
C G C
And he, the poor soul, to me would sing a song.
Verse 4
C Em Am F
And when they returned with their baskets o'erflowing,
C G
We would each get an apple, then wanted to know:
C Em Am F
What we'd have for dinner, though hints they were throwing,
C G C
At that old Sunday dinner a long time ago.
Chorus
Am F G C
Our table was set with the best we could boast of,
G
Our bread was as white as the first fall of snow;
C Em Am F
There was plenty for twenty, and we made the most of,
C G C
That old Sunday dinner a long time ago.
Verse 5
C Em Am F
Well, it's been many years since I last saw the cabin,
C G
That housed my dear father, my mother and all;
C Em Am F
The fiddle, the flutes, the old piper playing,
C G C
It's all just a memory, but nice to recall.
Verse 6
Am F G C
The old folks are gone, and the fiddles are silent,
G
No more by the flagstone will the dancers go;
C Em Am F
Ah, but though they're all gone, I still can remember,
C G C
That old Sunday dinner a long time ago.
Chorus
Am F G C
Our table was set with the best we could boast of,
G
Our bread was as white as the first fall of snow;
C Em Am F
There was plenty for twenty, and we made the most of,
C G C
That old Sunday dinner a long time ago.
C G C
That old Sunday dinner a long time ago.











