Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Morning In America

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

It's Sunday morning, morning in America

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

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

the eggs and bacon, I hear the church bells ring
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

It's Sunday morning, Sunday morning in

Hes hunkered in a bunker a rifle in his hand
his life on the line, every inch of sand
But hes dreaming about freedom that hes been fighting for
And the arms that will wrap him
he comes walking through that door

Some Sunday morning, it's Sunday morning in
Yeah, morning, Sunday morning in America

the eggs and bacon, I hear the church bells ring
Cheerleaders on a big screen TV
Theres and boats on the lake
And a red-head freckled face out the candles on his birthday cake

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

Well, I it aint perfect
Ya, theres a lot of things in America
But I thank God for who lay down their lives
To make this place my

Smell the and bacon, I hear the church bells ring
shaking on a 57 inch big screen TV
Theres trucks on a highway and sailboats on the
And a red-head face blows out the candles on his birthday cake

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