Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

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

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

The ice trays all are
There's nothin' to eat at all
I can't even find a of matches
I left the on all night long
My cross town I'm goin' to see her
My up there on the hill
She's drinkin' sherry all of the angels
a little but until

That mornin' I wake up
Far from this town my body lies
But is nobody's business
Sunday is business
Tell all of the Take back all the favors
And look away Lord. Take down your

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

I'm gonna buy some at the grocery
With my last five dollars
I care if lonely is comin'
I've practicin'
in this window
The is gonna rise
If you wanna give me somethin', give me
Ah, but today give me no surprise
give me no surprise