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Marisa Ireland - Music - "Don't Feel Like a Sunday No More"

Genre:
Country
Added:
05-02-2014
Position:
559 in Country, 8531 overall

It Donít Feel Like a Sunday No More

Lyrics and Music by: Patty Ireland (BMI)
© 2012

Verse #1:

Sunday, me and you, holding hands on the back pew, sixteen and in a rush,

Sneak out, smoking in the bushes once the preacher got all fired up, about people

like us,

Two lost sheep in a little town, of church bells chiming down across the fields and

farms,

These days, I hear youíre getting saved in someone elseís arms,


Chorus:

It donít feel like a Sunday no more, Donít ring like a sweet amen,

Youíre sitting there like before, but Iím just some Friday night girl that you knew back when,

Donít feel like a Sunday no more


Verse #2:

Sunday, (I was) twenty, when you got down on one knee, but I went and turned you down,

You stayed, stuck it out, I ran like hell to find myself, Shake off this town,

Now someone else sits in my place, singing ďAmazing GraceĒ and looking in your eyes,

These days, the only altar calls I hear are old goodbyes,


Chorus:

It donít feel like a Sunday no more, Donít shine like a Heavenly host,

This heart ainít seeing no light, Gets haunted every night

By your holy ghost,

Donít feel like a Sunday


Bridge:

I thought I needed the bright lights, Revival of nightlife,

Some city street sanctuary,

Now all I do is just backslide into your sweet memory


Chorus:

It donít feel like a Sunday no more, Donít move like a gospel choir,

Itís too late to love you this much, ĎCause I threw a heavenly crush into hellfire,

Donít feel like a Sunday no more,

(Back-up Vocals): Donít feel like a Sunday, a Sunday no more,

Donít feel like a Sunday, a Sunday no more,

Donít feel like a Sunday, a Sunday no more.

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