I'm running west out of Baton Rouge pushing ninety-five on ten
The eastern sun is on my back and the heat is closing in
The Sunday Morning After
I wrote a note on a Marlboro box said "I love you but I gotta go
Things went bad but I got the cash and that's all that you should know"
The Sunday Morning After
Say an extra prayer for me when the choir sings Hallelujah
And know that when you bow your head I'll be sending one back to ya
The Sunday Morning After
I cleaned that bank on the graveyard shift for all of fifteen years
For the last two weeks I've been making my plan - last night I shifted gears
For the Sunday Morning After
I didn't mean to hurt no one with the pistol at my side
But I took one shot to my right arm and I'm lucky to be alive
The Sunday Morning After
Say an extra prayer for me when the choir sings Hallelujah
And know that when you bow your head I'll be sending one back to ya
The Sunday Morning After he wakes up when he looks at you and smiles
I'll be wishing I was with you knowing it was all worthwhile
My sin paid for his treatment and my judgement day will come
But there ain't nothing a father won't do
For his only son
Say an extra prayer for me when the choir sings Hallelujah
And know that when you bow your head I'll be sending one back to ya
Say an extra prayer for me when the choir sings Hallelujah
And know that when you bow your head I'll be sending one back to ya
The Sunday Morning After
The Sunday Morning After
I'm running west out of Baton Rouge pushing ninety-five on ten