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Daryle Singletary

Sunday Mornin' Kind Of Town

 

Sunday Mornin' Kind Of Town

(album: There's Still A Little Country Left - 2015)


Old man Johnson's coming
He's got a sack of something
Everybody knows he grows
The best tomatoes around
In our Sunday morning kind of town

There goes Ronnie
On his old Ford tractor
Clogging up the road
And waving every one around
In our Sunday morning kind of town

Where the church bells ring and time moves slow
It's hard to find a face you don't know
It's a covered dish on Wednesday
And football on Friday night
Ol' preacher Bill, he makes his rounds
Folks lift you up when you fall down
I thank the Lord I was born
In a Sunday morning kind of town

Had a little fuss last night
Down at the town hall meeting
State came in and tried to take
The pledge of allegiance out, ha
Not in a Sunday morning kind of town

Where the church bells ring and time moves slow
It's hard to find a face you don't know
It's a covered dish on Wednesday
And football on Friday night
Ol' preacher Bill, he makes his rounds
Folks lift you up when you fall down
I thank the Lord I was born
In a Sunday morning kind of town

That old river started rising
Caught us by surprise
And word got out and people
Came from miles around
From their Sunday morning kind of towns

Where the church bells ring and time moves slow
It's hard to find a face you don't know
It's a covered dish on Wednesday
And football on Friday night
Ol' preacher Bill, he makes his rounds
Folks lift you up when you fall down
I thank the Lord I was born
In a Sunday morning kind of town

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