American Old Time Song Lyrics: 10 Sparking Sunday Night

Theater, Music-Hall, Nostalgic, Irish & Historic Old Songs, Volume 10

Home Songster main V01 V02 V03 V04 V05 V06 V07 V08 V09 V10 V11 V12 V13 V14 V15 V16 V17 V18 V19 V20 V21 V22 V23 V24 V25 V26 V27 V28 V29 V30 V31 V32 V33 V34 V35 V36 V37 V38 V39 V40 V41 V42 V43 V44 V45 V46 V47 V48 V49 V50 V51 V52 V53 V54 V55 V56 V57 V58 V59 V60 V61 Support Search

Share page  Visit Us On FB


Sitting in a corner on a Sunday eve.
With a taper finger resting on your sleeve;
Starlight eyes are casting on your face their light,
Bless me, this is pleasant-sparking Sunday night!

Bless me, ain't it pleasant,
Bless me, ain't it pleasant,
Bless me, ain't it pleasant
Sparking Sunday night?

How your heart is thumping 'gainst your Sunday vest,
How wickedly 'tis working on this day of rest;
Hours seem but minutes as they take their flight,
Bless me, ain't it pleasant-sparking Sunday night?-Chorus.

Dad and mum are sleeping on their peaceful bed,
Dreaming of the things the folks in meeting said;
"Love ye one another," ministers recite.
Bless me, don't we do it-sparking Sunday night?-Chorus.

One arm with gentle pressure lingers 'round her waist.
You squeeze her dimpled hand, her pouting lips you taste,
She freely slaps your face, but more in love than spite,
Oh, thunder! ain't it pleasant-sparking Sunday night?- Chorus.

But, hark! the clock is striking, it is two o'clock I snum,
As sure as I'm a sinner, the time to go has come;
You ask with spiteful accents, " if that old clock is right,"
And wonder if it ever-sparked on Sunday night.-Chorus.

One, two, three sweet kisses-four, five, six you hook.
But thinking that you rob her, give back those you took.
Then as for home you hurry, from the fair one's sight,
Don't you wish each day was only Sunday night?-Chorus.
Download music lyrics PDF file For Printing with (no ads)
Download music lyrics in RTF file For editing / printing with Word and other editing software.
Download music lyrics as PNG Graphic file For inclusion in DTP etc.