Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Sunday , by - Tift Merritt. Song from the album Bramble Rose, in the genre КантриRelease date: 31.12.2001
Record label: Universal Music
Song language: English
Sunday |
| I’m gonna have a good cry over nothin' but a handful of cigarettes |
| I’m gonna leave the windows open when I feel like gettin' dressed |
| I’m gonna think hard about leavin', see if the afternoon can tell |
| I’m gonna let him lie there sleepin', then I’m gonna love him well |
| One mornin' gonna wake up |
| Far from this town where my body lies |
| But Sunday is nobody’s business |
| Sunday is nobody’s business |
| Tell all of the neighbors |
| Take back all your favors |
| And look away, Lord |
| Take down your eyes |
| The ice trays all are empty, there’s nothin' here to eat at all |
| I can’t even find a pack of matches, I left the oven on all night long |
| My mother’s across town, I’m goin' to see her, my grandma’s up there on the hill |
| She’s drinkin' sherry with all of the angels, savin' a little bit until |
| That mornin' when I wake up |
| Far from this town where my body lies |
| But Sunday is nobody’s business |
| Sunday is nobody’s business |
| Tell all of the neighbors |
| Take back all the favors |
| And look away Lord |
| Take down your eyes |
| I’m gonna spend it like I got it |
| Take it like I want it |
| Love like no one loves me at all |
| 'Cause in the place where I come from |
| You have to be careful |
| When everything is certain |
| When everything is fixed |
| When everything is fine |
| When everything is fine |
| I’m gonna buy some flowers at the grocery with my last five dollars again |
| I don’t care if lonely is comin', I’ve been practicin' |
| Tonight in this window, the moon is gonna rise |
| If you wanna give me somethin', give me somethin' |
| Ah, but today don’t give me no surprise, don’t give me no surprise |