Sunday Best

Wheels go round and round it seems

Like we never stop to rest

Saturday was beautiful

All dressed in our Sunday best

People came from miles away

Just to say goodbye

Little Sara was so afraid

She hid behind a smile

What are we going to do was never said out loud

We drove down to the liquor store

For a mask and a trampoline

I'd been there a thousand times before

But it did not seem the same

The house was full of people

All day then they were gone

All the rooms seemed smaller than

They did when I was young

What are we gonna do was never said out loud

We'll get up in the morning

And we work all day

We'll come home in the evening sun

There's nothing more to say

Except for thank you man

For the gifts you bring

The Lord respects me when I'm working hard

But he loves me when I sing

I dreamt about him for six nights in a row

Little pictures of him smiling down

On our lives in a flash of gold

He looked so young and strong

All tan brown from the sun

A red and black checkered flannel shirt

But his watch and his ring were gone

What are we going to do was never said out loud