Intro:
FF/GG7CG7
It's just that kind-a day...
Verse 1:
CFCFCG
It's time to kick on back; toss your cares a-way.
CFCFGC
Cartwheels and piggy-backs; it's just that kinda day.
Verse 2:
CFCFCG
Tell mean old Mister Blues; he's welcome here no more.
CFCFGC
Put on your happy shoes, and chase him out the door.
Bridge 1:
D7G7
Today when I awoke, all my cares went up in smoke.
E7A (n.C)
I thought about the sad-eyed folk who've never heard this song.
Verse 3:
CFCFCG
Don't cry, don't fret, don't frown, you'll only bruise your heart.
CFCFGC
The sun's a circus clown, the moon's a lemon tart.
D7G7
Today when I awoke, all my cares went up in smoke.
E7A (n.C)
I thought about the sad-eyed folk who've never heard this song.
Verse 5:
CFCFCG
I'm sittin' on a hill, a-watchin' clouds at play.
CFGC
Love clouds, I always will; it's just that kinda day.
Verse 6:
CFCFCG
Let's give our-selves a break, from sorrow and dis-may.
CFGC
The world's a birthday cake; it's just that kinda day.
FGC
It's just that kinda day,
FGAbBbCC9
It's just that kinda day....... Hmm.
This arrangement for the song is the author's own work and represents their interpretation of the song. You may only use this for private study, scholarship, or research.