"Then I crossed the empty street and caught"

歌词语境宇宙

Sunday Morning Coming DownWillie Nelson

cussin' at a can that he was kicking

Then I crossed the empty street and caught

The Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken

歌词仓

歌词语境宇宙

cussin' at a can that he was kicking

Then I crossed the empty street and caught

The Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken