Merritt Tift - Sunday

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I'm gonna have a good cry over nothin'


But a handful of cigarettes


I'm gonna leave the windows open


When I feel like gettin' dressed


I'm gonna think hard about leavin'


See if the afternoon can tell


I'm gonna let him lie there sleepin'


Then I'm gonna love him well





CHORUS


One mornin' gonna wake up


Far from this town where my body lies


But Sunday is nobody's business


Sunday is nobody's business


Tell all of the neighbors. Take back all your favors


And look away, Lord. Take down your eyes





The ice trays all are empty


There's nothin' here to eat at all


I can't even find a pack of matches


I left the oven on all night long


My mother's cross town I'm goin' to see her


My grandma's up there on the hill


She's drinkin' sherry with all of the angels


Savin' a little but until





CHORUS


That mornin' when I wake up


Far from this town where my body lies


But Sunday is nobody's business


Sunday is nobody's business


Tell all of the neighbors Take back all the favors


And look away Lord. Take down your eyes





I'm gonna spend it like I got it. Take it like I want it


Love like no one loves me at all


Cause in the place where I come from, you have to be careful


When everything is certain. When everything is fixed


When everything is fine. When everything is fine





I'm gonna buy some flowers at the grocery


With my last five dollars again


I don't care if lonely is comin'


I've been practicin'


Tonight in this window


The moon is gonna rise


If you wanna give me somethin', give me somethin'


Ah, but today don't give me no surprise


Don't give me no surprise






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