Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

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

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

The ice all are empty
nothin' here to eat at all
I can't even a pack of matches
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 town where my lies
But Sunday is business
Sunday is business
Tell all of the neighbors Take all the favors
And look away Lord. down your eyes

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

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