he's usually up to his chest in oil an' grease. there's the martin's walkin' in
with that mean little freckle-faced kid
who broke a window last week. sweet miss betty likes to sing off key in the pew behind me. that's what i love about sunday: sing along as the choir sways;
every verse of amazin' grace
an' then we shake the preacher's hand. go home
into your blue jeans;
have some chicken an' some baked beans. pick a back yard football team
not do much of anything: that's what i love about sunday. i stroll to the end of the drive
pick up the sunday times
grab my coffee cup. it looks like sally an' ron
finally tied the knot
well
it's about time. it's 35 cents off a ground round
baby
cut that coupon out!
that's what i love about sunday: cat-napping on the porch swing;
you curled up next to me
the smell of jasmine wakes us up. take a walk down a back road
tackle box and a cane pole;
carve our names in that white oak
steal a kiss as the sun fades
that's what i love about sunday
oh
yeah. ooh
new believers gettin' baptized
momma's hands raised up high
havin' a hallelujah good time
a smile on everybody's face. that's what i love about sunday