Sunday in Memphis it's hallelujah dawn I can hear the angels singin' Such a beautiful song Lost here in Memphis Feeling so alone I can hear the church
Hair of gold and eyes like stormy seas You say you love me, want to marry me And as I'm looking for the wedding ring You say I don't have to spend anything
Hair of gold and eyes like stormy seas You say you love me, want to marry me And as I'm looking for a wedding ring You say I don't have to spend anything
Translation: Vast. Sunday I'll Be Gone.
Sunday I break my head Sunday I?m coming back Monday is not my day Tuesday I go away Wednesday I meet Helene Wednesday I wait my man Thursday I
