Sunday

Sunday I can't get no doctor on the phone I'm all over here dyin' and there ain't nobody home Lord, what the hell have you done? Why ain't nobody home on a Sunday I can't find no comfort in my soul Time is fleeting and I'm growing old Remember, boy, when you were golden? And now nobody's home on a Sunday I'm glory-bound, I'm glory-bound I'm flying outta here and I can't slow down I'm glory-bound, I'm glory-bound I'm flying outta here and I can't slow down Jesus, will ya hold 'em as they fall? 'Cause there ain't nobody home on a Sunday I said, the only thing that's real is here and now Search within your heart and the truth is found Lord, if there's any question, they'll have to wait for Monday 'Cause there ain't nobody home on a Sunday I'm glory-bound, I'm glory-bound I'm flying outta here and I can't slow down I'm glory-bound, I'm glory-bound Flying outta here and I can't slow down Jesus, will ya hold 'em as they fall? 'Cause there ain't nobody home on a Sunday I'm glory-bound, I'm glory-bound I'm flying outta here and I can't slow down I'm glory-bound, I'm glory-bound I'm flying outta here and I can't slow down I'm glory-bound, I'm glory-bound I'm flying outta here and I can't slow down I'm glory-bound, I'm glory-bound I'm flying outta here and I can't slow down Jesus, will ya hold 'em as they fall? 'Cause there ain't nobody home on a Sunday