Song Details – Sunday Lake
Track Name | Sunday Lake |
Artist Name | Roger L. Smith |
Version Type | Full Mix / Clean |
Length | 3:24 |
Key | D flat major |
Tempo | 107 BPM |
Vocal Info | Female, English |
Mood | Sad, Melancholy |
Genre | Singer / Songwriter |
Description | A melancholy song about living in the harsh climate of Mighigan’s Upper Peninsula. |
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Lyric written entirely by Roger L. Smith
All music & arrangement by Suno.ai
Mixing & mastering by Roger L. Smith
© 2026 Roger L. Smith. All rights reserved.
Lyric
[ verse ]
A celebration, a golden cake,
50 years on Sunday Lake.
Then Betty lost John on New Year’s Day,
all the town, gathered to pray.
Betty does the chores alone,
she is strong, she’s tough as stone.
She cares for her cats and the house,
all her strength, without her spouse.
[ chorus ]
And the cats sleep, softly all day,
curled up tight by the fireplace.
Safe inside their snowbound chalet,
the snow blows cold on Sunday Lake.
[ verse ]
A frozen lake, an icy trail,
she walks each day, to get her mail.
The winter bite is bitter cruel,
but Betty is nobody’s fool.
Up in Ironwood, at Big Powderhorn,
wolverine winds bring wicked storms.
Sunday Lake in a whiteout condition,
Betty trudges on her lonely mission.
[ chorus ]
And the cats sleep softly all day,
curled up tight by the fireplace.
Hunkered down in their snowbound chalet,
the snow blows cold on Sunday Lake.
[ bridge ]
By noon on the following day
the town soon would learn.
Despite her independent way,
Betty would never return.
[ chorus ]
And the cats slept, softly all day,
the fire fades in the fireplace.
The silent sky is drab and gray,
snow blows cold on Sunday Lake.