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Sunday Morning

Brooker / Phillips / Brown / Procol Harum


Album: Novum, 2017

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When I leave work every Friday

Try to play as hard as I can

Exploring all the different shades of living

íCos Iím that kind of man

I think of all the hard hours

So many closed doors

So when itís time for my sunshine

Canít help wanting more and more

 

     Sunday morning, Sunday morning

     Donít have time to take no rest

     íCos every minuteís more holy to me

     It makes me feel so free

 

Sometimes the wild nights go rolling

On into next dayís sun

Always smile when my head hits the pillow

íBout the time the trains start to run

I think of all the bad times

So many slippery floors

So when itís time for my sunshine

Canít help wanting more and more

 

     Sunday morning, Sunday morning

     I donít have time to take no rest

     íCos every minuteís more holy to me

     It makes me feel so free

 

Always hope the weekend never ends

Work keeps stealing my best days

Try to get around all those twisted bends

While the light just ebbs away

I think of all the grey seas

So many lost shores

So when itís time for my sunshine

I canít help wanting more and more

 

     Sunday morning, Sunday morning

     Donít have time to take no rest

     íCos every minuteís more holy to me

     It always makes me feel so free

     Thatís more holy to me

     Sunday morning Iím so free


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