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 carconvertible fiftynine
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 thirtyfive
’cause with an orphanage full of thirtyfive kids
i got to go for a sunday drive
an orphanage full of thirtyfive 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 thirtyfive kids
i got to go for a sunday
Artist: Jose Feliciano
Year: 1969
Decade: 60s
Language: en
Word Count: 170