Martyn Joseph - Cardiff bay

^BmTook my son and his tear stained face out of ^GSunday School ^{A Bm}As Chapel Hymns began to fade away ^{G A Bm}Left his mother with the other as we drove a^Gcross our town ^{A G}Going to the place where the seagulls and the ^F#mcranes play

^GOn a Sunday over ^DCardiff Bay ^GThis is one day of our ^Dlives ^GAnd on a Sunday over ^DCard^Aiff ^BmBay ^F#mKnow that I ^Glove you ^A

^BmAnd the old man in the side street he made you ^Gsmile ^{A Bm}Waved at us both so we both waved ^Gback ^{A Bm}Down on through Bute Street to the mud of the ^Glow tide ^{A G}They tear the old things down my son, but ^F#msome things stay the same

^GOn a Sunday over ^DCardiff Bay ^GThis is one day of our ^Dlives ^GAnd on a Sunday over ^DCard^Aiff ^BmBay ^F#mKnow that I ^Glove you ^A

^BmSaw Captain Scott on the Terranov^Ga ^{A Bm}Setting sail for open ^Gsea ^{A Bm}And maybe one day when you're ^Golder ^{A G}You'll come down this way and ^F#mthink of me

^GOn a Sunday over ^DCardiff Bay ^GThis is one day of our ^Dlives ^GAnd on a Sunday over ^DCard^Aiff ^BmBay ^F#mKnow that I ^Glove you...^A

^GOn a Sunday over ^DCardiff Bay ^GThis is one day of our ^Dlives ^GAnd on a Sunday over ^DCard^Aiff ^BmBay ^F#mKnow that I ^Glove you...^A