[Lyrics for Craig Morgan – Thats What I Love About Sunday]
Raymond’s in his Sunday best
He’s usually up to his chest in oil and grease
There’s the Martin’s walkin’ in
With that mean little freckle-faced kid
Who broke a window last week
Sweet Miss Betty likes to sing off key
In the pew behind me
That’s what I love about Sunday
Sing along as the choir sways
And then we shake the Preacher’s hand
Go home, into your blue jeans
Have some chicken and some baked beans
Pick a back yard football team
Nothin’ much of anything
That’s what I love about Sunday
I stroll to the end of the drive
Pick up the Sunday Times
Grab a coffee cup
It looks like Sally and Ron
Finally tied the knot
Well, it’s about time
It’s 35 cents off a ground round
Baby, cut that coupon out
That’s what I love about Sunday
Cat-napping on the porch swing
You curled up next to me
The smell of jasmine wakes us up
Take a walk down a back road
Tackle box and a cane pole
Carve our names in that white oak
And steal a kiss as the sun fades
That’s what I love about Sunday, oh yeah
Oh, new believers gettin’ baptized
Mommas hands raised up high
Havin’ a Hallelujah good time
A smile on everybody’s face
That’s what I love about Sunday, oh yeah
That’s what I love about Sunday, oh yeah