Carbon Leaf - Come Sunday Morn [Live]
My eyes are hazy. My spirit’s weakI can run with the best of ’m
But my legs have gone to sleep
Switch on the bright lights
Turn on this this town
Tell the Ledger-Star
The prodigal son-of-a-bitch
Is comin’ round
Leave my blue suede shoes by the door
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
All these floorboards are barely worn
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
I woke this morning a ball full of rage
A heart full of burning fire
Was beating on its cage
Mom has gone to heaven
Dad is fairly well
Sister’s got her hands too full
And I’ve gone all to hell
Leave my blue suede shoes by the door
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
All these floorboards are barely worn
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
Dance with me until the boiling fever’s sweated out
Until the pales of grief run bottomless
On the flames that brought the drought
Switch on the bright lights
Turn on this this town
Run me through ‘til I turn to powder
And dash me on the ground
Leave my blue suede shoes by the door
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
All these floorboards are barely worn
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
Break ‘em in and then ask forgiveness
Come Sunday morn
Written by:
Edward Kennedy "Duke" Ellington
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