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Sunday Morning In America

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Keith Anderson

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She dresses up her children and she herds em to the car

Drives down to the mega church but cant find a place to park

Then she feels a little guilty when she takes His name in vain

So she folds her last two dollars and she drops em in the plate It's Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America His back is out of kilter from sleeping on concrete

And hed like to have some breakfast but hed trade it for a drink

Those early morning joggers, theyre quick to pass him by

And the ones who drop a dollar, dont dare look him in the eye Another Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America

Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America Smell the eggs and bacon, I hear the church bells ring

Cheerleaders shaking on a big screen TV

Theres Winnebagos and boats on the lake

And a red-head freckled face blows out the candles on his birthday cake It's Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America Hes hunkered in a bunker with a rifle in his hand

Layin his life on the line, every inch of sand

But hes dreaming about that freedom that hes been fighting for

And the arms that will wrap around him

When he comes walking through that door Some Sunday morning, it's Sunday morning in America

Yeah, Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America Smell the eggs and bacon, I hear the church bells ring

Cheerleaders shaking on a big screen TV

Theres Winnebagos and boats on the lake

And a red-head freckled face blows out the candles on his birthday cake Yeah, Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America

Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America Well, I know it aint perfect

Ya, theres a lot of things wrong in America

But I thank God for those who lay down their lives

To make this place my home Smell the eggs and bacon, I hear the church bells ring

Cheerleaders shaking on a 57 inch big screen TV

Theres trucks on a highway and sailboats on the lake

And a red-head freckled face blows out the candles on his birthday cake It's Sunday morning, yeah, Sunday morning in America

It's Sunday morning, beautiful Sunday morning in America

Oh, Sunday morning, Sunday morning in America, in America

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