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I'm gonna have a good cry over nothin'

But a handful of cigarettes

I'm gonna leave the windows open

When I feel like gettin' dressed

I'm gonna think hard about leavin'

See if the afternoon can tell

I'm gonna let him lie there sleepin'

Then I'm gonna love him well

CHORUS

One mornin' gonna wake up

Far from this town where my body lies

But Sunday is nobody's business

Sunday is nobody's business

Tell all of the neighbors. Take back all your favors

And look away, Lord. Take down your eyes

The ice trays all are empty

There's nothin' here to eat at all

I can't even find a pack of matches

I left the oven on all night long

My mother's cross town I'm goin' to see her

My grandma's up there on the hill

She's drinkin' sherry with all of the angels

Savin' a little but until

CHORUS

That mornin' when I wake up

Far from this town where my body lies

But Sunday is nobody's business

Sunday is nobody's business

Tell all of the neighbors Take back all the favors

And look away Lord. Take down your eyes

I'm gonna spend it like I got it. Take it like I want it

Love like no one loves me at all

Cause in the place where I come from, you have to be careful

When everything is certain. When everything is fixed

When everything is fine. When everything is fine

I'm gonna buy some flowers at the grocery

With my last five dollars again

I don't care if lonely is comin'

I've been practicin'

Tonight in this window

The moon is gonna rise

If you wanna give me somethin', give me somethin'

Ah, but today don't give me no surprise

Don't give me no surprise