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| Song: | Sunday |
| Album: | Flying | Genres: | Folk |
| Year: | 1987 |
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Lyrics:
Everybody tells me I'm a worrier
Everybody tells me don't be daft
They all tell me take it easy, Art
But it all goes in one ear and out the other one
Though I know they mean what's best for me
I go slow 'cause I say so on Sunday
Sunday I like most of all
I lounge around the house in me socks as a rule
I get busy doing nothing at all on a Sunday
I ain't a kid and you I ain't afraid to say
When I go out to work that's what I do
I ain't never gone sick ever, touch wood
But I can take it easy with the best of 'em
I ain't the mug they make me out to be
I'm no fool, I down me tools on Sunday
Sunday I like most of all
I lounge around the house in me socks as a rule
I get busy doing nothing at all on a Sunday
Sunday I like most of all
I lounge around the house in me socks as a rule
I tell you I get busy doing nothing at all on a Sunday
I tell you I get busy doing nothing at all on a Sunday
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