《Seven Sundays》歌词

[00:00:00] Seven Sundays - Clay Walker (克雷·沃克)

[00:00:12] This tie's fitting just a little too tight

[00:00:18] Might have had one too many last night

[00:00:24] I wonder if it's written all over my face

[00:00:30] It's been a little while since I've seen this place

[00:00:36] Still I'm sitting here in the back row

[00:00:41] Like a long lost son has come back home

[00:00:48] When I bow my head and take off my hat

[00:00:53] A Sunday morning takes me back

[00:00:59] Growing up under that hometown church steeple

[00:01:02] Learning God hates sin but still loves people

[00:01:06] The preacher preaching 'bout the Promised Land

[00:01:10] And me thinking 'bout holding Jesse Lane's hand

[00:01:13] And one hot summer when I was thirteen

[00:01:16] Took my soul to the river and washed it clean

[00:01:20] Feels so good Lord why can't there be

[00:01:25] Seven Sundays a week

[00:01:33] Well I can still hear daddy singing strong and low

[00:01:39] It is well it is well with my soul

[00:01:45] And mama layin' up the Sunday best

[00:01:50] I can still count every flower on her blue sun dress

[00:01:58] I've done a lot of living since those days

[00:02:03] But a boy comes back when he's been raised

[00:02:09] Growing up under that hometown church steeple

[00:02:12] Learning God hates sin but still loves people

[00:02:16] The preacher preaching 'bout the Promised Land

[00:02:20] And me thinking 'bout holding Jesse Lane's hand

[00:02:23] And one hot summer when I was thirteen

[00:02:25] Took my soul to the river and washed it clean

[00:02:29] Feels so good Lord why can't there be

[00:02:34] Seven Sundays a week

[00:02:39] It was soft ball games

[00:02:42] And it was true love waits

[00:02:46] And all of those amazing things

[00:02:49] About amazing grace

[00:02:53] Growing up under that hometown church steeple

[00:02:56] Learning God hates sin but still loves people

[00:03:00] The preacher preaching 'bout the Promised Land

[00:03:03] And me thinking 'bout holding Jesse Lane's hand

[00:03:06] And one hot summer when I was thirteen

[00:03:09] Took my soul to the river and washed it clean

[00:03:13] It feels so good Lord why can't there be

[00:03:18] Seven Sundays a week

[00:03:25] Seven Sundays a week