Sunday Morning To Saturday Night Lyrics - Matraca Berg

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