Marley Purt Drive - José Feliciano

作词：B.Gibb/R.Gibb/M.Gibb

作曲：B.Gibb/R.Gibb/M.Gibb

Sunday morning woke up yawning filled the pool for a swim

Pulled down the head and looked in the glass just to see if I was in

Went up the stairs and kissed my women to make her come alive

'Cause with fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

Fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

That's how they are so I grabbed out the car convertible fifty-nine

Headed for the freeway tried to find the Pasadena sign

Ten miles and three quarters more I wasn't feeling any more alive

'Cause with fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

Fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

I used to be a minstrel free with a whole lot of bread in my bag

I used to feel that my life was real but the good Lord threw me a snag

Now I'm gonna be the same as me no matter how I try

'Cause with fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

Fifteen kids and a fam'ly on the skids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

Turned 'round the car and headed for home I guess I realized my fate

Ten miles and three quarters more I pulled up outside the gate

Twenty more kids were stood inside and that made thirty-five

'Cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

An orphanage full of thirty-five kids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

Sunday morning woke up yawning filled the pool for a swim

Pulled down the glass and looked in the mirror just to see if I was in

Went up the stairs and kissed my women to make her come alive

'Cause with an orphanage full of thirty-five kids

I got to go for a Sunday drive

And orphanage full of thirty-five kids

I got to go for a Sunday drive