Текст (слова) песни: Harlan Howard - Sunday Morning Christian
Mr Jones this car you sold me isn`t all that I desired You swore it was young and healthy now I find it`s old and tired But a deal`s a deal you tell me and there`s nothing to be done Mr Jones I`d like you better if you robbed me with a gun You`re a Sunday morning Christian sir singing louder than the rest Beg forgiveness at the altar with your chin down on your chest But tomorrow will be Monday you`ll revert back to your ways Gougin` kickin` cheatin` shovin` with no thoughts of God or lovin` Don`t let me stand in your way surely God will forgive you next Sunday [ guitar ] Mrs Smith your fine attendance shows the Christian life you live But I know you little secret you expect God to forgive You`ll kiss your husband Monday morning see him safely on his way Then get ready for your lover it`s a long time till Sunday You`re a Sunday morning Christian ma`m...
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