BARBRA STREISAND (featuring MICHAEL CRAWFORD) put on your sunday clothes Chords

Out [Bb] there, there's a world [F] outside of Yonkers, [Bb]
way out there [F] beyond this hick town, Barnaby.
_ [Cm] There's a slick town, [G] Barnaby.
_ [Bb] Out [Cm] there, full of [Dm] shine and full of sparkle, [Cm] close your eyes and [Gm] see it, listen Barnaby. _
_ [Ab] Listen [Bb] Barnaby!
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_ _ _ Put on your Sunday clothes, [Cm] there's lots of world [Eb] out [Eb] there.
Get out the brilliantine and [Bbm] dime cigars.
[Eb] We're gonna find adventure in the [Cm] evening air.
[Gm] Girls in white in [Ab] a perfume [Gm] night with the lights as bright as the [Bb] stars.
Put on your Sunday clothes, we're gonna ride [Eb] through town.
[Bb] In one of those new horse-drawn [Gm] open [C] cars.
[Fm] We'll see the shows at [C] Delmonico's and we'll close the town [F] in a whirl.
And we won't come [G] home until we've kissed a girl.
[C] Put on your Sunday [F] clothes when you feel down and out.
[C] Strut down the street and have your picture [Gm] took.
_ [C] Dressed like a dream, your spirit seem [Am] to turn above.
That [Em] Sunday shine is a certain sign that you feel as fine [C] as you look.
Beneath your parasol the world is all a smile.
That makes you feel brand new down [Bm] to your toes.
[Dm] Get out your feathers, [E] your cotton weavers, your beads and [C] buckles and bow.
[G] For there's no blue Monday in your Sunday.
No Monday [Em] in your [C] Sunday, no!
No Monday in your Sunday clothes.
[Db] Put on your Sunday clothes when you feel down and out.
Strut down the street and have your [Abm] picture took.
_ [Db] Dressed like a dream, your spirit seem to [Bbm] turn above.
That Sunday [Gb] shine is a certain sign [C] that you feel as fine as you [Ab] look.
_ Beneath your parasol the world is all a smile.
[Db]
That makes you feel brand new down to [Ab] your toes.
[Bb] Get out your feathers, your [F] cotton [Bbm] weavers, your beads and buckles and bows.
[Db] For there's no blue [Gb] Monday in your Sunday clothes.
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[Gm] _ [Abm] _ _ _ [C] _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Strut down the street and have your [Cm] _ _
_ [F] _ picture [C] took.
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That Sunday [Bb] shine is a certain sign that you feel [Gm] as fine as you look.
[C] Beneath your bowler bring the world a simple song.
A lovely look that makes you tilt your nose.
Get out [A] your sleeves, your jacket, your pants, your jeans, [Dm] your dress. _
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[Am] _ _ _ [D] Ermine, God keep [G] smiling, no man wants a little ninny.
[Am] [D] Ambrose, do a turn, [G] let me see.
[F] Mr.
Hackle, Mr.
Tucker, [Bb] don't forget Irene and Minnie.
Just forget you ever heard a [Gm] word from me.
[Bb] All aboard!
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[G] All aboard!
[Gm] All aboard!
All aboard!
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Put on your [Gm] Sunday clothes, there's lots of [C] world out there.
Hold on your silk rabbit and crab [Bb]-nosed shoes.
_ [C] We're gonna find [Fm] adventure in the [Gb] evening air.
_ [Em] We'll chat to [F] a smoky spot where the girls are.
_ [C] _ [G] Put on your silk high hat and a button-up gown.
We'll wear a handmade grey [E] suede bun and
you're gonna take New York last [Am] time.
We'll join the [B] Astors and Tony [Em] Passengers and
they'll sign [A] positive on.
[Am] And we won't come [C] home.
[F] No, we won't [Bm] come home.
No, [Am] we won't come home until [Em] we've won [Gm] it all. _ _
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