AJOUTER PAROLES
Top 100
Sorties d'albums
artistes
Communauté
Espagnol
Portuguais
Anglais
Correction Paroles
Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
par
Hank Snow
Retour
Paroles
Well I woke up Sunday morning With no way to hold my head That didn't hurt And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't Bad so I had one more for dessert Then I fumbled through my closet For my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt And I shaved my face And combed my hair And stumbled down the stairs To meet the day I'd smoked my brain the night before With cigarettes and songs That I've been pickin' But I lit my first and watched a small kid Cussin' at a can that he was kickin' Then I crossed the empty street and Caught the sunday smell Of someone fryin' chicken And it took me back to something That I'd lost somehow Somewhere along the way
clip
Ton pseudo sera publié. Laisses les champs vide pour rester anonyme.
Soumettre
Modal title
×
Ajouter un média
Video URL?
(YouTube, Vimeo, Instagram, DailyMotion, Soundcloud)
×
Se souvenir de moi
Mot passe oublié
Connectes-toi
M'inscrire
