flower in your hair, oh oh Oh yeah yeah, oh yeah yeah Oh yeah yeah Sunday morning rain On Sunday morning, yeah yeah On Sunday morning, oh oh oh oh
Where you are seems to be As far as an eternity Outstretched arms open hearts And if it never ends then when do we start? I'll never leave you behind
Sunday morning california sunshine Dont let monday come (dont dont dont let it come) Spend the day getting high drinking moonshine Like a couple of bums
in a Sunday Makes a body feel alone There ain't nothin' short of dyin' Half as lonesome as the sound On the sleepin' city sidewalks Sunday mornin' comin' down On the Sunday morning
You brought your Sunday morning sunshine Here into my Monday morning rain You taught me happiness just one time It keeps on coming back again and again and a You brought your Sunday morning
't care, it's not right there I don't wanna do it anymore I don't wanna see it anymore Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning Sunday morning
got the reasons Just make up any reasons And pick it ?til it's torn Take it all away You took your coat today But they all go back in the morning Make
', legs shakin' After we stayed lyin' so long in bed Sunday mornin' both of us readin' And lookin' up occasionally Lookin' up occasionally Sunday mornin
road It's just the idea what some people will do I've been walking in circles A new start in a new place to live Saturday morning on Sunday street How
Sunday morning, a quarter past ten The congregation says amen The friends and neighbors come rolling in Amazing grace and original sin The preacher said
It's not that bad We could have died Chalk it up to being young Prove it was me? No morning drive, no blurred headlight From the corner of my eye If
Another Saturday is over Here comes Sunday shining through I could stay right here forever Sunday morning New York blue Feeling just the way I do Dancing our way into Sunday morning
Sunday morning calm I struggle just to find someone to talk to Long and sleepless nights I pace right through I know you have to leave And I know I
Sunday morning I go to church then again on Sunday night Monday morning I go to work home and family Monday night Tuesday Wednesday it's the same working
than your motherfucking preacher on Sunday morning Me I run the streets so ... ...hard to get by But better be the cleanest motherfucker in the surfs on Sunday morning
Jamaica Sunday morning, April 1803 Children at the harbor waitin' to see There beyond the breakers heading into view Sunlight in your sails, it was you
like a Sunday morning Feeling so comfortable and right Be the wind, be the seas Be whatever you please But just be here on Sunday night You're just like a Sunday morning
, the world's behind you There's always someone around you, who will call It's nothin' at all Sunday mornin' Sunday mornin' Sunday mornin' Sunday mornin