Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Blues

I I could go walking
out of this place
Maybe see a face
But raining and raining

I'm down from below
From a thirteenth window
Sunday afternoon, the sky is ugly grey
I'm here or there
Right now it's bad either way

Well, I can't
So I I'll go out there anyhow
What I don't right now is
A day of and solitude
With this mood, I'm in again

I to call you on the phone
Now I'm stir crazed
To go walking in the alone

I heard the last church bell's
And got the blues
For this and that and
The Sunday

That feeling goes down to your shoes
In my head and in my
The Sunday

I'm on the wrong of Sunday
Can't get away dark thoughts today
I've been made blue, been to

But enough
I don't need this ok?
Regret and rage, just go back to
Mean old Sunday blues, I've had it with you hanging

Yeah, alright I'm done with the Sunday
Everyone now and then has to and lose
So I'll waste no more tears on last year's
'Til the next time with the Sunday blues