Sunday in Savannah

One more



Sunday in Savannah



hear the whole creation shoutin'



Praise the Lord



see them flinging out the banner



while the congregation says amen







Young folk



tendin' Sunday School



they sing merrilly 'bout the golden rule



horse sense preaching all the day



they all hollar in the righteous way







It's time for me to call on Mother Hannah



while she sits there wishing for her last reward



one more Sunday in Savannah



one more Sunday in Atlanta



it's the same thing



same feeling







Don't ya dare



go fishin' son



Amen