Sunday Morning Heart - Jon Langston

Sunday Morning Heart

Jon Langston

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Lyric

She's got a few last calls left in them boots

She might shoot whiskey once in a blue moon

She can set a dive bar dance floor on fire on a Saturday night

I've heard her pretty lips say a four letter word

She's hell on wheels in a short blue jean skirt

I've seen her get wound up just a little too tight on a Saturday night

But she's got a Sunday morning heart

Every time she smiles, I fall apart

She's got a Saturday night wild streak

With a sweet southern charm

And a Sunday morning heart

She could make the rain stop with an "I love you"

Every time I need one, she's right on cue

Calls her mama every day, thanks Jesus when she prays

For a sinner like me

Yeah she's got a Sunday morning heart

Every time she smiles, I fall apart

She's got a Saturday night wild streak

With a sweet southern charm

And a Sunday morning heart

Yeah I believe what's saving me

Is her waking up in my arms

And her Sunday morning heart

Every time she smiles, I fall apart

She's got a Saturday night wild streak

With a sweet southern charm

And a Sunday morning heart

Man, I love her Sunday morning heart

- It's already the end -