She Used to Sing On Sunday

She used to sing on Sunday
(Oh Victory And Jesus)
In her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row
'Cause she knew her baby’d sing it right
Lord, she used to sing on Sunday
(Amazing Grace)
When she was a little girl
Now she’s leaning hard against the wind
Making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world
She’s leaning hard against the wind
Trying hard to keep from falling on the business
With a cheap fur and a rhinestone purse
Trying to catch some lonely person’s eye
Her unsuspecting mother sits at home
And thinks about her little girl
Who’s leaning hard against the wind
Making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world
Lord, she used to sing on Sunday
(Oh Victory In Jesus)
In her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row
'Cause she knew her baby’d sing it right
Lord, she used to sing on Sunday
(Amazing Grace)
When she was a little girl
Now she’s leaning hard against the wind
Making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world
Lord, she used to sing on Sunday
(Oh Victory In Jesus)
In her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row
'Cause she knew her baby’d sing it right
Lord, she used to sing on Sunday
(Amazing Grace)
When she was a little girl
Now she’s leaning hard against the wind
Making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world
Lord, she used to sing on Sunday
(Oh Victory In Jesus)
In her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row