capo 1st fret
VERSE 1
Raymonds in his sunday best,
He s usually up to his chest,
In oil and grease,
Theres the martin s walkin it,
With that mean little freckle faced kid,
who broke a window last week,
Sweet miss betty likes to sing of key,
in the pew behind me,
Chorus
Thats What i love about Sundays,
sing along as the choir sways,
every verse of amazing grace,
then we shake the preachers hand,
go home to our blue jeans,
have some chicken and some baked beans,
pick our back yard football teams,
not do much of anything
thats what i love about sundays
VERSE 2
i stroll to the end of the drive
pick-up the sunday times
grab a coffee cup
well it looks like sally and ron
finally tied the knot,
well its about time
thirty-five cents of of ground round,
baby punch that coupon out,
CHORUS 2
Thats What i love about Sundays,
Cat nappin on the porch swing
you curled up next to me
the smell of jasmine wakes us up
take a walk down a dirt road
tackle box and a cane pole
carve our names in that white oak
still-a kiss while the sun fades
Thats What i love about Sundays,
BRIDGE ---
ENDING
new believers getting baptized
mommas hands raised up high,
then a hallauja good time
smille on everybodys face
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Thats What i love about Sundays, aaaah yeah
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Thats What i love about Sundays, aaaah yeah