Sunday Ill Be Gone

Bm A Em Bm A Em Hair of gold and eyes like stormy seas Bm A Em You say you love me, want to marry me Bm A Em And as I’m looking for a wedding ring Bm A Em You say I don’t have to spend anything G Stay with me Bm We’ll be closer than the stars E Bm Sunday I’ll be gone G Stay with me Bm We’ll be closer than the stars E Bm Sunday I’ll be gone E Bm What am I supposed to do E Bm Sit around and wait for you E Bm You ask for nothing and you want E Em Everything, oh Bm A Em