Текст песни: Sunday + перевод

I can’t get no doctor on the phone

I’m all over here dyin' and there ain’t nobody home

Lord, what the hell have you done?

Why ain’t nobody home on a Sunday

I can’t find no comfort in my soul

Time is fleeting and I’m growing old

Remember, boy, when you were golden?

And now nobody’s home on a Sunday

I’m glory-bound, I’m glory-bound

I’m flying outta here and I can’t slow down

I’m glory-bound, I’m glory-bound

I’m flying outta here and I can’t slow down

Jesus, will ya hold 'em as they fall?

'Cause there ain’t nobody home on a Sunday

I said, the only thing that’s real is here and now

Search within your heart and the truth is found

Lord, if there’s any question, they’ll have to wait for Monday

'Cause there ain’t nobody home on a Sunday

I’m glory-bound, I’m glory-bound

I’m flying outta here and I can’t slow down

I’m glory-bound, I’m glory-bound

Flying outta here and I can’t slow down

Jesus, will ya hold 'em as they fall?

'Cause there ain’t nobody home on a Sunday

I’m glory-bound, I’m glory-bound

I’m flying outta here and I can’t slow down

I’m glory-bound, I’m glory-bound

I’m flying outta here and I can’t slow down

I’m glory-bound, I’m glory-bound

I’m flying outta here and I can’t slow down

I’m glory-bound, I’m glory-bound

I’m flying outta here and I can’t slow down

Jesus, will ya hold 'em as they fall?

'Cause there ain’t nobody home on a Sunday

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