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EVERY SUNDAY (Best of SongU)

(Verse)
He wore his past on his calloused hands
His chest beat with the heart of a lonely man
He’d been a slave to that old brown bottle
And each tomorrow was just yesterday again
	In a vision late one night, he saw an Angel dressed in white
	Who whispered to him throw that bottle down

(Chorus)
Then every Sunday, a few pews from the back
He'd open up his Bible, to keep himself on track		
And with the Gospel choir, sang praises to our Father
He believed God heard him every time he prayed
And he prayed, yes he prayed
EVERY SUNDAY

(Verse)
A single mom, tryin' to make her way
Two precious kids to feed and bills to pay
She gave up on love when her man left her
And her heart became more bitter every day
	In a vision late one night, she saw an Angel dressed in white
	Who told her how to turn her life around
	
(Chorus)
Then every Sunday, a few pews from the back
She'd open up her Bible, to keep herself on track
And with the Gospel choir, sang praises to our Father
She believed God heard her every time she prayed
And she prayed, yes she prayed
EVERY SUNDAY 

(Bridge)
They still don't know why, they caught each others eye
When the annual church picnic came around
But a look can be enough, to plant the seeds of love
When an Angel dressed in white is smiling down

(Chorus)
Now every Sunday, a few pews from the back
They open up their Bibles, to keep themselves on track
And with the Gospel choir, sing praises to our Father
They believe God hears them every time they pray
And they pray, yes they pray
EVERY SUNDAY, oh yes they pray, EVERY SUNDAY


© Pat Kelley and Bucky Jones
pk2@vermontel.net