She Used To Sing On Sunday

She used to sing on Sunday, Oh Victory And Jesus is in her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row cause she knew her baby sing it right
Lord she used to sing on Sunday, Amazing Grace when she was a little girl
Now she's leaning hard against the wind making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world

She's leaning hard against the wind trying hard to keep from falling on the business
With a cheap fir and a rhinestone purse trying to catch some lonely persons eye

Her unsuspecting mother sits at home and thinks about her little girl
Who's leaning hard against the wind making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world

She used to sing on Sunday, Oh Victory And Jesus is in her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row cause she knew her baby sing it right
Lord she used to sing on Sunday, Amazing Grace when she was a little girl
Now she's leaning hard against the wind making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world

She used to sing on Sunday, Oh Victory And Jesus in her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row cause she knew her baby sing it right
Lord she used to sing on Sunday, Amazing Grace when she was a little girl
Now she's leaning hard against the wind making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world