Sunday Morning Coming Down by Johnny Cash
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad,
So I had one more for dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day…
“Pray that your loneliness may spur you into finding something to live for, great enough to die for.” – Dag Hammarskjöld -
What is your shirt saying about you – behind you back? Or even up front? Regain control with this lovely quiet Tee, that lets you speak for yourself.
Urho Kaleva Kekkonen (Finnish pronunciation: [urhɔ kɑlɛʋɑ kekːɔnɛn]. 3 September 1900 – 31 August 1986) was a Finnish politician…
