Sunday morning

Sunday dress, sunday hat
She takes the book, opens the door
Her brother is there, he says "Hello
Are you coming with me down the road?"
From afar
They hear the humming of the choir
It's a hot day

Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
Hmm

Morning light fills the space
Everyone's there, they rub the dust from their eyes
Pray on white plastic chairs
She cries for the Lord to save her soul
How much strength does it take to hold on?

Hmm, we hear the humming of the choir
It's a hot day

Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
Hmm
Hmm, hmm
Hae...

Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm
Hmm, hmm