Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

I'm gonna have a cry over nothing but a handful of cigarettes
I'm gonna the windows open when I feel like getting dressed
I'm think hard about leaving, see if the afternoon can tell
I'm gonna let him lie there sleeping then I'm gonna him well

One morning, gonna up far from this town where my body lies
But Sunday is nobody's business, is nobody's business
Tell all of the neighbors, take back all your
And away, Lord, take down your eyes

The ice trays all are empty, nothing here to eat at all
I can't even find a pack of matches, I left the on along all night
My mother's 'cross town, I'm to see her
My grandma's up there on the
She's drinking with all of the angels, saving a little bit until

That morning when I wake up far this town where my body lies
is nobody's business, Sunday is nobody's business
Tell all of the neighbors, back all the favors
And look away, Lord, take down eyes

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

I'm gonna buy flowers at the grocery with my last five dollars again
I don't care if is coming, I've been practicing

Tonight in this window the moon is rise
If you wanna me something, give me something
But today, give me no surprise
give me no surprise