Sunday Down In Tennessee

Oh I wake in the morning with my head on the floor
Where I left it Saturday night
Makin' up my mind, I never said no more
To start my Sunday right
Oh the bells are a-ringin', and a, dingin' a-dangin'
Get along, they’re chimin' at me
Gonna hurry to the meetin' before the shot begins
On a Sunday down in Tennessee
Oh brother take me, by the hand
I’ll lead you to the promised land
They gather like a honeysuckle vine
They just keep clingin', all the time
Early in the evenin' when the sun goes down
By the weepin' willow tree
I get a great big kiss from a little miss
On a Sunday down in Tennessee
Oh I wake in the morning with my head on the floor
Where I left it Saturday night
Makin' up my mind, I never said no more
To start my Sunday right
Oh the bells are a-ringin', and a, dingin' a-dangin'
Get along, they’re chimin' at me
Gonna hurry to the meetin' before the shot begins
On a Sunday down in Tennessee
Oh brother take me, by the hand
I’ll lead you to the promised land
They gather like a honeysuckle vine
They just keep clingin', all the time
Early in the evenin' when the sun goes down
By the weepin' willow tree
I get a great big kiss from a little miss
On a Sunday down in Tennessee
I’m gonna walk that aisle with my head up high
Look that a-possum right-a, in the eye
Be shoutin' hallelujah 'til the day I die
On Sunday, Sunday down in Tennessee