Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

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

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

The ice all are empty
There's nothin' to eat at all
I can't even a pack of matches
I left the on all night long
My mother's town I'm goin' to see her
My grandma's up there on the
She's drinkin' sherry with all of the
Savin' a little but

That mornin' I wake up
Far from this town where my body
But Sunday is business
Sunday is business
Tell all of the neighbors Take back all the
And away Lord. Take down your eyes

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

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