Sunday

Mm, 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 Sunday?

I can't find no comfort in my soul

Time is fleeting and I'm growin' old

Oh, remember, boy, the days when you were golden

And now nobody's home on a Sunday

Glory bound, glory bound

I'm flyin' outta here and I can't slow down

Glory bound, glory bound

Flyin' outta here and I can't slow down

Jesus, will you hold them 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, the truth is found

And if there's any question, well, they'll have to wait for Monday

'Cause there ain't nobody home on Sunday

I'm glory bound, glory bound

Flyin' outta here and I can't slow down

Glory bound, glory bound

Flyin' outta here, I can't slow down

Jesus, will you hold 'em as they fall?

'Cause there ain't nobody home

No one's home on Sunday