Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Morning In America

She dresses up her and she herds em to the car
Drives down to the mega church but cant find a place to
Then she feels a little guilty she takes His name in vain
So she folds her last two dollars and she drops em in the

Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America

His is out of kilter from sleeping on concrete
And hed like to have some breakfast but hed trade it for a
Those morning joggers, theyre quick to pass him by
And the ones who drop a dollar, dare look him in the eye

Another morning, Sunday morning in America
Sunday morning, Sunday morning in

Smell the eggs and bacon, I hear the church bells
Cheerleaders shaking on a big TV
Theres Winnebagos and on the lake
And a red-head freckled face blows out the candles on his birthday

Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America

Hes hunkered in a bunker with a rifle in his
Layin his on the line, every inch of sand
But hes about that freedom that hes been fighting for
And the arms that wrap around him
When he walking through that door

Some Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America
Yeah, Sunday morning, morning in America

Smell the eggs and bacon, I hear the church bells
Cheerleaders shaking on a big TV
Theres Winnebagos and on the lake
And a red-head freckled face blows out the on his birthday cake

Yeah, morning, Sunday morning in America
Sunday morning, Sunday in America

Well, I know it aint
Ya, theres a lot of things wrong in
But I thank God for those who lay down lives
To make place my home

Smell the eggs and bacon, I hear the church ring
Cheerleaders shaking on a 57 big screen TV
Theres trucks on a highway and on the lake
And a red-head freckled blows out the candles on his birthday cake

It's Sunday morning, yeah, morning in America
It's Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America
Oh, morning, Sunday morning in America, in America