Il testo della She used to sing on sunday

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 babyd sing it right

Lord, she used to sing on sunday
(amazing grace)
When she was a little girl
Now shes leaning hard against the wind
Making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world

Shes leaning hard against the wind
Trying hard to keep from falling on the business
With a cheap fur and a rhinestone purse
Trying to catch some lonely person's eye

Her unsuspecting mother sits at home
And thinks about her little girl
Whos leaning hard against the wind
Making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world

Lord, she used to sing on sunday
(oh victory in jesus)
In her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row
'cause she knew her babyd sing it right

Lord, she used to sing on sunday
(amazing grace)
When she was a little girl
Now shes leaning hard against the wind
Making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world

Lord, she used to sing on sunday
(oh victory in jesus)
In her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row
'cause she knew her babyd sing it right

Lord, she used to sing on sunday
(amazing grace)
When she was a little girl
Now shes leaning hard against the wind
Making too much to quit here in
The entertainment capital of the world

Lord, she used to sing on sunday
(oh victory in jesus)
In her robe of spotless white
Mama smiling on the third row