Текст James Otto – Sunday Morning And Saturday Night
Текст:
My ol’ man was a contradiction
A real hard man to figure
He’d read the King James Bible
While sippin’ on corn liquor
Right out on the porch
Alternatin’ between cussin’ and a prayin’
Spittin’ and a praisin’ the Lord
No doubt about it
He was a man of both extremes
He had his share of demons
But on Jesus he would lean
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He’d say, «Fly high like the angels
Run wild like the devil
We’re all tryin’ to find the middle
Between saint and sinner, wrong and right
Sunday morning and saturday night.»
Well, I have sung «Amazing Grace,» hymnal in my hand
Played «Stairway To Heaven» in a three piece pick up band
I know the straight and narrow is the path that I should take
But out here in the fast lane, you tend to get a little sideways
I still hear him preachin’
Slurrin’ his words a bit
Sayin’ the thing about temptation
Is it’s so hard to resist
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Back then I didn’t realize
The wisdom in the sermon
It took a while to understand
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Saint and sinner, wrong and right
Sunday morning and Saturday night
He said, «Fly high like the angels.»