Craig Morgan: That's What I Love About Sunday Song Lyrics

That's What I Love About Sunday


Raymond's in his Sunday best,
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,
Nothin' 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,
An' 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,
Oh, yeah

That's what I love about Sunday,
Oh, yeah







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