Michael Peterson - Somethin’ ’bout a Sunday Lyrics

(craig wiseman/tim nichols) Well a whole lot of people like saturday night Gettin’ loud and crazy, well it just feels right I guess everybody loves to see it come Just forget everything and go and have some fun And the same for me, oh but lately Don’t you know that lately There’s somethin’ bout a sunday mornin’ breeze Church bells ringin’, "bringin’ in the sheaves" And the smell of supper, simmerin’ on the stove A little bit of both’s sure good for the soul Sittin’ on the swing with her head on my chest Givin’ any worries one day’s rest Suddenly everything’s gonna be okay There’s somethin’ ’bout a sunday Now that big bad monday is bound to come That ol’ alarm clock’s ringin’ and we up and run There’s a whole lotta headaches that we get into Everybody’s wonderin’ how to make it through Well the same goes for me, oh but lately Don’t you know that lately, yeah... There’s somethin’ bout a sunday mornin’ breeze Church bells ringin’, "bringin’ in the sheaves" And the smell of supper, simmerin’ on the stove A little bit of both’s sure good for the soul Sittin’ on the swing with her head on my chest Givin’ any worries one day’s rest Suddenly everything’s gonna be okay There’s somethin’ ’bout a sunday Sittin’ on the swing with her head on my chest Givin’ any worries one day’s rest Suddenly everything’s gonna be okay There’s somethin’ ’bout a sunday There’s somethin’ ’bout a sunday Michael Peterson Lyrics Somethin’ ’bout a Sunday Lyrics