Текст песни Michael Peterson - Somethin bout a Sunday
Michael Peterson - Somethin bout a Sunday слова песни
(craig wiseman/tim nichols)Well a whole lot of people like saturday nightGettin loud and crazy, well it just feels rightI guess everybody loves to see it comeJust forget everything and go and have some funAnd the same for me, oh but latelyDont you know that latelyTheres somethin bout a sunday mornin breezeChurch bells ringin, "bringin in the sheaves"And the smell of supper, simmerin on the stoveA little bit of boths sure good for the soulSittin on the swing with her head on my chestGivin any worries one days restSuddenly everythings gonna be okayTheres somethin bout a sundayNow that big bad monday is bound to comeThat ol alarm clocks ringin and we up and runTheres a whole lotta headaches that we get intoEverybodys wonderin how to make it throughWell the same goes for me, oh but latelyDont you know that lately, yeah...Theres somethin bout a sunday mornin breezeChurch bells ringin, "bringin in the sheaves"And the smell of supper, simmerin on the stoveA little bit of boths sure good for the soulSittin on the swing with her head on my chestGivin any worries one days restSuddenly everythings gonna be okayTheres somethin bout a sundaySittin on the swing with her head on my chestGivin any worries one days restSuddenly everythings gonna be okayTheres somethin bout a sundayTheres somethin bout a sunday