D Bm F#m G Sweet Sunday afternoon, September's golden brown D Bm F#m G Summer always fades too soon like the laughter of a clown D Bm F#m G And shadows fill the room where sorrows come to drown D Bm F#m G Your heart’s a lead balloon as you sink another one down Em A I know it numbs the way you feel Em A Blurs what is right and what is real Em Bm A There's no love left you can steal Chorus: G D For the joker, laughs along Bm E7 As the jester's outsmarted G Bm A And the gambler tries to win back what he's lost G D And the sad man sings a song Bm E7 For the drunk and broken hearted G A And the fool, he never knows how much it cost Sweet Sunday afternoon and all that can be heard Is an old, familiar tune though you've forgotten half the words And sunlight floods the room like a silent flock of birds And hope's a red balloon, disappearing through the clouds I know it numbs the way you feel Blurs what is right and what is real There's no one here to make a deal with Chorus - x2 Well the fool, he never knows how much it cost | TransposeReset Font sizeReset Chords fingeringsA D Em E7 F#m G Bm |