Intro:G D C D C G D GG D G G C G D Birds on the wing, we are the lost generationG D G G C G D We have to go breaking the hearts of a nationB7 Em B Em Oh but I'm fine, this city's ok, this is my timeB C Em G I'm finding my way in this brave new worldD But there's one thingC G Here on a Sunday, it's always the sameD G The streets are deserted, just me and the rainC G On big city Sundays, it's when I'm aloneAm D G D C D C G D I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of homeG D G G C G D Birds on the wind, sailing the highways of freedomG D G G C G D Birds have to sing, needing a dream to believe inB7 Em B Em Oh but all changed, utterly changed in this landB C Em G D That's losing it's way, like a ship adrift on the oceanC G Here on a Sunday, it's always the sameD G The streets are deserted, just me and the rainC G On big city Sundays, it's when I'm aloneAm D G C G D I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of homeC G Home, where my heart isC D Home, the sea and the sky and that feeling insideD7 And to be with my friendsC G D G C G D D7 How I long for that feeling againC G Here on a Sunday, it's bringing me downD G The streets are deserted, there's no one aroundC G On big city Sundays, it's when I'm aloneAm D G C G D I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of homeC G On big city Sundays, it's when I'm aloneAm D G D C D C G D I'm holding back the tears, dreaming of homeG Dreaming of home
Big City Sundays
Chris De Burgh
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