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GRaymondC?s in his Sunday best,
He's usually up to hisAm chest,
In Goil and grease,
There's the Martins walking Cin,
With that mean little freckle faced Amkid,
Who broke a wiGndow last week,
BmSweet Miss Betty likes toEm sing off key,
InAm the pew GbehindC me,
That'sD what I love aGbout Sunday,
Sing along as the cEmhoir sways,
Every verse of AmAmazing Grace,
And then we Dshake the preacher?s hand,
Go home into your blGue jeans,
Have some chicken and some baEmked beans,
Pick a back yard foAmotball teams,
Not do much of aDnything,
That's what I love aboutG Sunday.
GI stroll to the end of the dCrive,
Pick up the Sunday TAmimes,
Grab my cofGfee cup,
It Clooks Amlike Sally and Ron,
CFinally tied the kAmnot,
Well it's aGbout time,
It's Bm35 cents off a grEmound round,
Baby Amcut that cGoupon oCut,
DThat's what I Glove about Sunday,
Cat nappin on the pEmorch swing,
You curled up neAmxt to me,
The smell of jaDsmine wakes us up,
Take a walk down a bacGk road,
Tackle box and a canEme pole,
Carve our names in that Amwhite oak,
Steal a kiss as the sun Dfades,
That's what I love about SundayG. Em
Oh yAmeah D
New believers getting bGaptized,
Mommas hands raisedEm up high,
Havin a Hallelujah gAmood time,
A smile on eDverybody?s face,
That's what I love about SundayG. Em
Oh yAmeah D
That's what I love about SundayG. Em
Oh yAmeah D
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