Somethin` `Bout A Sunday — текст песни (Michael Peterson)

(Craig Wiseman/Tim Nichols)

Well a whole lot of people like Saturday night
Gettin` loud and crazy, well it just feels right
I guess everybody loves to see it come
Just forget everything and go and have some fun
And the same for me, oh but lately
Don`t you know that lately

There`s somethin` bout a Sunday mornin` breeze
Church bells ringin`, bringin` in the sheaves
And the smell of supper, simmerin` on the stove
A little bit of both`s sure good for the soul
Sittin` on the swing with her head on my chest
Givin` any worries one day`s rest
Suddenly everything`s gonna be okay
There`s somethin` `bout a Sunday

Now that big bad Monday is bound to come
That ol` alarm clock`s ringin` and we up and run
There`s a whole lotta headaches that we get into
Everybody`s wonderin` how to make it through
Well the same goes for me, oh but lately
Don`t you know that lately, yeah...

There`s somethin` bout a Sunday mornin` breeze
Church bells ringin`, bringin` in the sheaves
And the smell of supper, simmerin` on the stove
A little bit of both`s sure good for the soul
Sittin` on the swing with her head on my chest
Givin` any worries one day`s rest
Suddenly everything`s gonna be okay
There`s somethin` `bout a Sunday

Sittin` on the swing with her head on my chest
Givin` any worries one day`s rest
Suddenly everything`s gonna be okay
There`s somethin` `bout a Sunday
There`s somethin` `bout a Sunday