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Sunday Morning - Lyrics

Momma's makin' buscuits in the kitchen
While Daddy sips his coffee on the porch
The sun shines down in a small American town
And everyday is the same as the one before

We put on our best for Sunday Service
You can hear the sound of church bells ringin' out
Daddy falls asleep as the pastor starts to preach
And wakes up when the hymns are sung out loud

Sunday mornin'
Sunday mornin'
I think of you just like a long lost friend
I can still remember though they may be gone forever
Those Sunday mornin' memories never end

We got home
We strip off all our church clothes
Grab our bikes and race 'em down the street
Momma gave a wave and didn't have to worry away
About where we were or the folks that we might meet

Sunday mornin'
Sunday mornin'
I think of you just like a long lost friend
I can still remember though they may be gone forever
Those Sunday mornin' memories never end

Momma's Sundays still live in my memory
But times have changed and I can't survive
Some things just don't last and we can't live in the past
But those Sunday mornin' memories never die

Sunday mornin'
Sunday mornin'
I think of you just like a long lost friend
I can still remember though they may be gone forever
Those Sunday mornin' memories never end
Those Sunday mornin' memories never end

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