Sunday in the Sun

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SUNDAY IN THE SUN

Listenin to the birds sing on a sunday in the sun
I lay in bed til almost nine o’clock
Pulled on my jeans and tied my shoes
Got up without those mornin blues
That used to hang around so much before
I guess Ill close that door
Smilin over nothing as I listen to the breeze
Come blow my blues come blow them all away
Runnin never goes no where
You close your eyes but youre still there
Its time you faced up to the facts of life
You could be wrong you could be right
When I reminisce about the days when all the joy had turned to sorrow
I was stone blind I couldn’t see all the happiness tomorrow
Just a little sun comin through an open window in the morning
Can change the way we greet the day and take us without warning
Listenin to the birds sing on a sunday in the sun
I lay in bed til almost nine o’clock
Pulled on my jeans and tied my shoes
Got up without those mornin blues
That used to hang around so much before
I finally closed that door

credits

from Pilgrim Highway, released September 12, 2015
Sunday In the Sun (3:16): Terry Connors – bass; Scott Derkin – drums;
Ray Eicher – pedal steel guitar, guitar solo; Jim Lynch – electric guitar;
Paul Waltz – harmony vocal.

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