| Lyrics: | Drowsy morning sunlight, gentle kisses for my love
It's Sunday, it's Sunday
She
needn't waken, I'll fix the eggs and bacon her way
While she just dozes
Lately I've taken to
bringing her a flower on her tray
She's fond of roses
We'll talk away the morning,
read the papers, misbehave
Enjoying each other
The world is ours to play in, we'll take a
walk or stay in
Long and lazy hours to have and hide away in for one day
Thank goodness,
it's Sunday
It is Sunday, it's Sunday
solo>
Lately I've taken to bringing her a flower on her tray
She's fond of
roses
We'll talk away the morning, read the papers, misbehave
Enjoying each
other
The world is ours to play in, we'll take a walk or stay in
Long and lazy hours to have
and hide away in for one day
Thank goodness, it's Sunday |
