Luyện nghe bài hát Thats What I Love About Sunday

Raymond's in his Sunday
usually up to his chest in oil and grease
There's the Martin's in
With mean little freckle-faced kid
Who broke a window last

Sweet Betty likes to sing off key
In the pew me

what I love about Sunday
Sing as the choir sways
Every verse of Amazin'
And then we shake the Preacher's

Go home, your blue jeans
some chicken and some baked beans
Pick a back yard team
Nothin' much of
That's what I love about

I stroll to the end of the
up the Sunday Times
Grab a cup
It looks like and Ron
Finally tied the
Well, it's time

It's 35 cents off a ground
Baby, cut that out

That's what I love Sunday
on the porch swing
You curled up to me
The of jasmine wakes us up

a walk down a back road
Tackle box and a cane
Carve our names in white oak
And steal a as the sun fades
That's what I about Sunday, oh yeah

Oh, new believers gettin'
Mommas hands up high
Havin' a Hallelujah good
A smile on everybody's
That's what I love Sunday, oh yeah

That's what I love about Sunday, oh