Sunday Best
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wheels go round and round it seems
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like we never stop to rest
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saturday was beautiful
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all dressed in our Sunday best
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people came from miles away
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just to say goodbye
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little Sara was so afraid
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she hid behind a smile
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what are we going to do was never said out loud
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we drove down to the liquor store
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for a mask and a trampoline
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I? been there a thousand times before
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but it did not seem the same
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the house was full of people
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all day then they were gone
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all the rooms seemed smaller than
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they did when I was young
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what are we gonna do was never said out loud
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we?l get up in the morning
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and we work all day
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we?l come home in the evening sun
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there? nothing more to say
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except for thank you man
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for the gifts you bring
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the Lord respects me when I? working hard
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but he loves me when I sing
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I dreamt about him for six nights in a row
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little pictures of him smiling down
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on our lives in a flash of gold
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he looked so young and strong
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all tan brown from the sun
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a red and black checkered flannel shirt
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but his watch and his ring were gone
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what are we going to do was never said out loud
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Lyrics and Music written by Jeff Black
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Lotos Nile Music BMI
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Sunday Best
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| Jeff Black |
