Sunday Morning Ascension

Your spirit left on a Sunday
Things were hot and kind of slow
Said a little prayer
'Cause, oh now, brother
It sure is hard to let you go

Might feel like there's no reason
We've all known that before
When the hands of God reach out for you
Lord, he's knocking down your door

Sunday Morning Ascension
Sunday Morning Ascension

Those of us who knew you
Man, we loved you as a friend
We'll always keep a light now burning, brother
That story never ends

But I coulda said some of this and that
I mighta done some more
But no one saw your boat coming in
Take you to that shore

Sunday Morning Ascension
Sunday Morning Ascension