Charlie Sexton - Sunday Clothes lyrics

Grandma slicked my hair down I cinched up my belt I can still remember how that polyester felt Townsfolk all a-tremble Yeah they know what they're living for As the preacher takes the pulpit And the ushers shut the door Came into this crazy world around 19 and 68 Fathered by a crazy kid with nothing on his plate Daddy got in trouble, yeah Daddy did some time So visiting day in the penitentiary is where I learned to cry Yeah, we were singing those hymns over and over again Sunday morning, Sunday evening, Wednesday nights I never understood it all that well back then But it probably saved my life We were singing those hymns over and over again Sunday morning, Sunday evening, Wednesday nights I never understood it all that well back then But it probably saved my life Summertimes we'd live with Grandma Where we learned the golden rule Or some Southern variation Called Vacation Bible School I never got in trouble I was just lucky I suppose But I was never quite an angel Even in those Sunday clothes Back when Grandma slicked my hair down And I cinched up my belt I can still remember how that polyester felt Townsfolk all a-tremble Yeah they know what they're living for As the preacher takes the pulpit And the ushers shut the door Yeah, we were singing those hymns over and over again Sunday morning, Sunday evening, Wednesday nights I never understood it all that well back then But it probably saved my life We were singing those hymns over and over again Sunday morning, Sunday evening, Wednesday nights I never understood it all that well back then But it probably saved my life It probably saved my life It probably saved my life It probably saved my life It probably saved my life