Berg Matraca Sunday Morning To Saturday Night Lyrics

Sunday Morning To Saturday Night Lyrics

Sunday morning, a quarter past ten

The congregation says amen

The friends and neighbors come rolling in

Amazing grace and original sin

The preacher said one of us had strayed

We sort of shuffled in that nervous way

And then we all breathed a sigh of relief

When Jimmy Miller fell to his knees



There's not a dry eye in sight

When everbody sings I Saw the Light

'Cause we all try to do what's right

From Sunday morning to Saturday night



Betty Miller found a younger man

Went to Memphis with a brand new plan

And poor ol' Jimmy didn't have a clue

He was too busy chasing you know who

The preacher prayed and Jimmy just cried

And we all tried to act surprised

That Betty left in his brand new car

We saw it all last night at the bar



There's not a dry eye in sight

When everbody sings I Saw the Light

'Cause we all try to do what's right

From Sunday morning to Saturday night



We hurry home and we eat fried chicken

Thank God for the week we're forgiven

And we'll put up a hell of a fight

From Sunday morning to Saturday night



There's not a dry eye in sight

When everbody sings I Saw the Light

'Cause we all try to do what's right

From Sunday morning to Saturday night