Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

I'm have a good cry over nothin'
But a handful of
I'm leave the windows open
When I feel gettin' dressed
I'm gonna think hard about
See if the can tell
I'm gonna let him lie sleepin'
I'm gonna love him well

One mornin' gonna up
Far from this town where my lies
But Sunday is nobody's
Sunday is nobody's
Tell all of the neighbors. Take back all favors
And away, Lord. Take down your eyes

The ice trays all are
There's nothin' to eat at all
I can't even find a pack of
I left the oven on all night
My mother's town I'm goin' to see her
My grandma's up there on the
She's drinkin' with all of the angels
Savin' a but until

That mornin' when I up
Far from this where my body lies
But Sunday is nobody's
Sunday is business
all of the neighbors Take back all the favors
And look away Lord. Take your eyes

I'm spend it like I got it. Take it like I want it
Love like no one me at all
Cause in the place where I come from, you to be careful
When everything is certain. When is fixed
When everything is fine. When is fine

I'm buy some flowers at the grocery
my last five dollars again
I don't care if lonely is
been practicin'
Tonight in window
The moon is rise
If you give me somethin', give me somethin'
Ah, but today don't give me no
Don't me no surprise