lucky From a coal miner's daughter right to a coal miner's wife Well the mountain folks love the mountains White lightning flowed like the fountains On a Sunday morning
-will On a Sunday in the south, alright Just another Sunday Just another Sunday in the south Oh, another sacred Sunday in the south Just another Sunday
You are the one for me I?m not the one for you I?m not the one for you You are the one for me The Sunday mornings on your own I guess I should have
Five to nine Early Sunday morning around breakfast time I heard a sudden tapping at the kitchen door Oh, and there was more, well, it was you I saw No
through a very churchy '80s Sunday mornings reinforce the waiting game to Hades Any brazen but apparently infernal-bound now For when a man of cloth has said his wrongs and when in doubt, doubt
who must Get up in the morning & fight for such unusable standards While weeping maidens show-off penury & pout ravings for a mad staff Wow, I'm sick of doubt
Spent the night over at a friend's place Sunday morning came, he was in my face Said I want to take you to a place Put you in a state of grace Drove way
it the morning dew that glistens in your bright eyes? Damn me for loving you, it burns a million fireflies. And if you only knew I doubt that you'd be
Testify?yeah Cause he holds me like a Sunday morning Rocks me like a Saturday night He?s my Mr. Ooh La La Give me what I want Got it alright Yeah Cause he holds me like a Sunday morning
to the pits of Hell (ah) Can I get an amen on that one? Oh, hallelujah. Oh, Satan, you ol' devil you God can flatten you like a Sunday morning pancake
the runaround woman, I'm getting tired of that Hey you told me last Sunday you were gonna straighten it out You know woman it's time I started having my doubts
s more impossible to cope I feel like I'm the one that's doing dope Can't keep a steady hand because I'm nervous Every sunday morning I'm in service
the sea on a western ocean passage we started on the trip we flew along just like a song on a galleon whalin' ship Twas the second Sunday morning
's just another Sunday, now 'Top of the Pops' is dead And if the morning gets you down And then the evening lets you down Obliterate the Sunday's fair
no triggers So I put my faith in Him and never no niggas As a result of that I'm cool, seem like I'm never nervous So catch me Sunday mornings in that
Good morning Mr. Repo Man Give me one more week, and I'll be gone. It's been a long hard month of Sunday's Still no rain, nothing left around here but
Illegal left on Sunday morning on the corner I was warning Waving widely, wildly warning don?t take that turn on Sunday morning A motorcycle cop was waiting
me tell you How I feel about you babe? Babe Oh no, oh no Oh no, oh no, oh no Oh no, no, no, no, no Oh no Oh, this baby Oh, oh, oh, yeah Say one, Sunday morning