Track 17
Sunday night
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17 Sunday night 1972 (70s overdubbed analogue recording)
The early days of marriage in relative poverty in New Cross – no TV, we lived on mince at 11d a pound, used paraffin heaters and the rent was £6 a week – it was great! This is another analogue venture with Roger Brawn and features a mandolin and mandola introduction. It also has Roger Wagner and Steve Franks on backing vocals. Sadly the quality of my tape had deteriorated badly and there is even some overprinting from the following look of tape…. Maybe Roger B has a pristine copy still and I can redigitise it sometime…
and it finally happened - listen to the pristine version (admittedly without the lead guitar) here!
The night is old and folding but another day is near
The day of gold has slipped away but still its shadow’s here
Among the books and curtains images of a room
Shadows are fading soon to be extinguished
You sip your tea and read aloud you say it helps you think
I watch TV without a sound and let my troubles sink
A cat of ill repute is tiptoeing up the stairs
Sitting on the best chairs trying to look distinguished
Sunday night’s alright for doing the things you want to do
Sunday night’s alright with you
Sunday night’s alright for doing the things you want to do
Sunday night’s alright with you
The fire is low and going down but no-one seems to care
The wind and snow are blowing round winter is everywhere
The blankets on the floor will keep us warm enough
Fit us like a glove keep us together
So come on leave your study now you want to I can see
Don’t let some fuddy duddy now keep you away from me
Nestle in my arms and show me you really care
Come and let down your hair, break that tether
Sunday night’s alright for doing the things you want to do
Sunday night’s alright with you
Sunday night’s alright for doing the things you want to do
Sunday night’s alright with you