Anthony John Clarke - Walking on sunday

He ^Aleft me this morning, was the ^Gsixth day of ^DMay I will ^Gwait until Sep^Dtember until he comes back this ^Away And we’ll ^Dhear such sweet ^Amusic, as the ^Gautumn leaves ^Dsway And we’ll ^Gboth go out ^Awalking on ^DSunday

Come and ^Adance at the crossroads, come ^Gkiss at the ^Dpost Come and ^Gtell me that you ^Dlove me, that you love me the ^Amost That you ^Dcare much more ^Afor me than your ^Ggirl on the ^Dcoast And we’ll ^Gboth go out ^Awalking on ^DSunday

If ^Amy mother is watching, take ^Gme by the ^Dhand ^GBow to the ^Dladies, shake hands with the ^Amen If we ^Dstand by the ^Astone wall, they will ^Gknow you’re my ^Dfriend And we’ll ^Gboth go out ^Awalking on ^DSunday

My ^Asister is married, there is a ^Gchild on the ^Dway And I’ve ^Gnot let one ^Dday pass that I have not looked her ^Away She’s a ^Dspring in her ^Astep and a ^Gsmile wide as ^Dday And they ^Gboth go out ^Awalking on ^DSunday

Come and ^Adance at the crossroads, come ^Gkiss at the ^Dpost Come and ^Gtell me that you ^Dlove me, that you love me the ^Amost That you ^Dcare much more ^Afor me than your ^Ggirl on the ^Dcoast And we’ll ^Gboth go out ^Awalking on ^DSunday

Walk me past the orchard where the ^Gblossom blows ^Dwild Walk ^Gme to the ^Dmillstream where young trout rise for ^Afly To the ^Doak in the ^Aclearing where we ^Gonce laughed and ^Dsmiled Oh, ^Gtake me out ^Awalking on ^DSunday

Come and ^Adance at the crossroads, come ^Gkiss at the ^Dpost Come and ^Gtell me that you ^Dlove me, that you love me the ^Amost That you ^Dcare much more ^Afor me than your ^Ggirl on the ^Dcoast And we’ll ^Gboth go out ^Awalking on ^DSunday We'll ^Gboth go out ^Awalking on ^GSunday ^D