Créditos
PERFORMING ARTISTS
The Rankins
Acoustic Guitar
George Massenburg
Performer
David Jacques
Bass
Jon Randall
Electric Guitar
Vinny Santoro
Drums
Mac Morin
Piano
Gordie Sampson
Acoustic Guitar
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
David Francey
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
George Massenburg
Sound Design
Letra
He walked on the water
I walked on the ground
He rose up to heaven
And I'm still coming down
And it's a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It's comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
In the cold light of morning
In the cold light of day
In the cold light I'm freezing
I got nothing left to say
And it's a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It's comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
I'm so far away from wherever I am
I'm so far away from wherever I am
(Fiddle reel)
I'm so far away from wherever I am
I'm so far away from wherever I am
I woke up Sunday morning
Saw a shining silver spark rise up
Above the highest tree
That crossed Rosita Park
And it's a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It's comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
And it's a long way, a long way, a long way
From Saturday night
It's comin Sunday morning
And I'm a long way from feelin alright
It's comin Sunday and I'm feelin alright
Writer(s): John Cale, Lou Reed
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