Well a whole lot of people like Saturday night

Getting loud and crazy well it just feels right

I guess everybody loves to see it come

Just forget everything and go and have some fun

And the same goes for me oh but lately

Don't you know that lately

There's something bout a Sunday morning breeze

Church bells ringing "Bringing in the sheaves"

And the smell of the supper simmering on the stove

A little bit of both's sure good for the soul

Sitting on the swing with her head on the chest

Giving any worries one day's rest

Suddenly every thing's gonna be okay

There's something nbout a Sunday

Now that big bad Monday is bound to come

That ol' alarm clock's ringing and we up and run

Well there's a whole lotta headaches that we get into

Everybody's wondering how to make it through

Well the same goes for me oh but lately

Don't you know that lately yeah

There's something about a Sunday morning breeze

Church bells ringing "Bringing in the sheaves"

And the smell of the supper simmering on the stove

A little bit of both's sure good for the soul

Sitting on the swing with her head on the chest

Giving any worries one day's rest

Suddenly every thing's gonna be okay

There's something about a Sunday

Oh oh oh oh

Sitting on the swing with her head on the chest

Giving any worries one day's rest

Suddenly every thing's gonna be okay

There's something about a Sunday

There's something about a Sunday