Текст песни Michael Peterson - Somethin` `Bout A Sunday
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(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 latelyDon`t you know that latelyThere`s somethin` bout a Sunday mornin` breezeChurch bells ringin`, "bringin` in the sheaves"And the smell of supper, simmerin` on the stoveA little bit of both`s sure good for the soulSittin` on the swing with her head on my chestGivin` any worries one day`s restSuddenly everything`s gonna be okayThere`s somethin` `bout a SundayNow that big bad Monday is bound to comeThat ol` alarm clock`s ringin` and we up and runThere`s a whole lotta headaches that we get intoEverybody`s wonderin` how to make it throughWell the same goes for me, oh but latelyDon`t you know that lately, yeah...There`s somethin` bout a Sunday mornin` breezeChurch bells ringin`, "bringin` in the sheaves"And the smell of supper, simmerin` on the stoveA little bit of both`s sure good for the soulSittin` on the swing with her head on my chestGivin` any worries one day`s restSuddenly everything`s gonna be okayThere`s somethin` `bout a SundaySittin` on the swing with her head on my chestGivin` any worries one day`s restSuddenly everything`s gonna be okayThere`s somethin` `bout a SundayThere`s somethin` `bout a Sunday