Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday

I'm gonna have a good cry over but a handful of cigarettes
I'm leave the windows open when I feel like getting dressed
I'm gonna think hard about leaving, see if the afternoon can
I'm let him lie there sleeping then I'm gonna love him well

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

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

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

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

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

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