Round the corner there's a little place
A little wall I go to sit 'N think and hide from it all
And up above in the maple tree,
Birds come to rest and find what They need
But You can look between the branches
And You gaze up at the sky
And it must have been a Saturday
But it could have been a Sunday morn'
It doesn't matter anyway. That's all that I know
And it must have been a Saturday
But it could have been a Sunday morn'
It doesn't matter anyway, That's all that I know
Sister Mary gonna stand up
She gonna tell about the week she had
How the lord came through when She needed Him
Now Bobby gonna sit in the back
And Bobby gonna think to himself
This ain't for Me I'm gonna find something that is
And it must have been a Saturday
But it could have been a Sunday morn'
It doesn't matter anyway. That's all that I know
And it must have been a Saturday
But it could have been a Sunday morn'
It doesn't matter anyway, that's all that I know
Bobby said,Bobby said I went for a walk ,said I went for a walk and I looked up
(Hallelujah lord I need ya hal-le-lu-jah)
Hallelujah, lord I need ya, hal-le-lu-jah
And it must have been a Saturday
But it could have been a Sunday morn'
It doesn't matter, no. It doesn't matter,no it doesn't matter No
And it must have been a Saturday
But it could have been a Sunday morn'
It doesn't matter anyway
Em