Richard Thompson - Salford Sunday lyrics

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Salford Sunday, skies are weeping

Dawn is creeping through the blind

Salford Sunday and I'm aching

For the night I left behind.

Salford Sunday, morning after

Bass drum beating in my head

Sunday papers talking scandal

On the cold side of the bed

Chorus:

For I left a weeping willow

She should be lying on my pillow

If I wasn't such a hard nose

Such a perfect waste of time!

Salford Sunday and I'm dreaming

And it's all in black and white

I do better, when I'm dreaming

Better that I did last night!

Salford Sunday and I'm walking

Though the rain is pelting down

There's a train goes back to London

I hate to leave this ugly town

Chorus:

For I left a weeping willow

She should be lying on my pillow

If I wasn't such a hard nose

Such a perfect waste of time!

Salford Sunday, skies are weeping

Dawn is creeping through the blind

Salford Sunday and I'm aching

For the night I left behind

For the nights I left behind!

Thanks to VDUchile for correcting these lyrics