She took a rolled up twenty
Out of her pocket
And paid for my cigarrettes
We were friends at first sight
In the 7-11 light
She said, "Here, lemme cover it"
And I rode shotgun all that night
She drove, and never made a sound
I asked if there was anything wrong
She said, "Nothin' worth talkin' 'bout"
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue, with shades of grey
Her backseat could've been a hotel
I slept for a thousand years
Every now and then she'd laugh out loud for no reason
I pretended not to hear
And rolled my jacket up under my head
And stretched my body out
Couldn't be too far in front of her daddy's blood hounds
But I ain't gonna worry now
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue, with shades of grey
A blue Sunday
We never met before
It's a blue Sunday
When it's time to leave you go
Tom Petty - Blue Sunday Lyrics
Tom Petty - Blue Sunday Lyrics
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She took a rolled up twenty
Out of her pocket
And paid for my cigarrettes
We were friends at first sight
In the 7-11 light
She said, "Here, lemme cover it"
And I rode shotgun all that night
She drove, and never made a sound
I asked if there was anything wrong
She said, "Nothin' worth talkin' 'bout"
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue, with shades of grey
Her backseat could've been a hotel
I slept for a thousand years
Every now and then she'd laugh out loud for no reason
I pretended not to hear
And rolled my jacket up under my head
And stretched my body out
Couldn't be too far in front of her daddy's blood hounds
But I ain't gonna worry now
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue, with shades of grey
A blue Sunday
We never met before
It's a blue Sunday
When it's time to leave you go
Out of her pocket
And paid for my cigarrettes
We were friends at first sight
In the 7-11 light
She said, "Here, lemme cover it"
And I rode shotgun all that night
She drove, and never made a sound
I asked if there was anything wrong
She said, "Nothin' worth talkin' 'bout"
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue, with shades of grey
Her backseat could've been a hotel
I slept for a thousand years
Every now and then she'd laugh out loud for no reason
I pretended not to hear
And rolled my jacket up under my head
And stretched my body out
Couldn't be too far in front of her daddy's blood hounds
But I ain't gonna worry now
It's a blue Sunday
Down the interstate
Yeah a blue Sunday
Blue, with shades of grey
A blue Sunday
We never met before
It's a blue Sunday
When it's time to leave you go
Writer: MICHAEL W. CAMPBELL, TOM PETTY
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Adria K Music, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.