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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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