G
Millworker houses lined up in a row
C2
Another southern Sunday's morning glow
G
Beneath the steeple all the people have begun
C2
Shakin hands with the man who grips the gospel gun
C
While the quiet prayer
D
The smell of dinner on the ground
C
Fills up the mornin air
Em D
ain't nothin sweeter around
D(slºw
I can almost hear my momma pray
G
Oh Lord forgive us, when we doubt
C2
another sacred Sunday in the South
Verse 2
C2 D C2 Em D
I can almost hear the old folks say
G
you'll make it big one day and leave this town
C2
it's another lazy Sunday, back around
Gstrum
I can feel the evenin' sun go down
C2strum
and all the lights in the houses one by one go out
G
softly in the distance nothin' stirs about
C2strum
and the night is filled
C2strum
with the sound of a whipperwhill
C2slºw
on a sunday in the south allright
repeat intro until end
C2 C G
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