Текст песни Tom Petty - Blue Sunday
Tom Petty - Blue Sunday слова песни
She took a rolled up twentyOut of her pocketAnd paid for my cigarrettesWe were friends at first sightIn the 7-11 lightShe said, "Here, lemme cover it"And I rode shotgun all that nightShe drove, and never made a soundI asked if there was anything wrongShe said, "Nothin` worth talkin` `bout"It`s a blue SundayDown the interstateYeah a blue SundayBlue, with shades of greyHer backseat could`ve been a hotelI slept for a thousand yearsEvery now and then she`d laugh out loud for no reasonI pretended not to hearAnd rolled my jacket up under my headAnd stretched my body outCouldn`t be too far in front of her daddy`s blood houndsBut I ain`t gonna worry nowIt`s a blue SundayDown the interstateYeah a blue SundayBlue, with shades of greyA blue SundayWe never met beforeIt`s a blue SundayWhen it`s time to leave you go