Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

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

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

The ice trays all are empty, there's here to eat at all
I can't even find a of matches, I left the oven on along all night
My mother's town, I'm going to see her
My grandma's up on the hill
She's sherry with all of the angels, saving a little bit until

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

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

I'm gonna buy some flowers at the grocery with my last five again
I care if lonely is coming, I've been practicing

Tonight in window the moon is gonna rise
If you wanna me something, give me something
But today, don't give me no
give me no surprise