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Harrison Kennedy - Here Comes Sunday Morning текст песни

Исполнитель: Harrison Kennedy

альбом: CrossBorder Blues


Here comes Sunday morning
Lord, tell me what that means today
Who and where and why
Made this seven day week
Time to get up
Just too tired to make love
The ticking of the hall clock
Society's heartbeat
Ain't got no strength for prayin'
Living on the street
Can you feel what I'm sayin'
Looking for the next meal
Trying to keep it real
A place to lay a weary head
Tell me Lord, my sweet Lord
Tell us about Sunday morning
Here comes Sunday morning
Lord, tell me what that means today
Who and where and why
Made this seven day week
One of the wisest persons
I had the sweet pleasure to meet
An old forest dweller
In the North country
Spent some time with him
This is what he said to me
The gift from the creator
Is not just for Sundays
Ain't got no strength for prayin'
Living on the street
Can you feel what I'm sayin'
Looking for the next meal
Trying to keep it real
A place to lay my weary head
Tell me Lord, my sweet Lord
What about Sunday morning

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