Maggie Warwick - A Country Sunday Morning

Daddy would crank out
The little black Ford
Momma got the song books
And the book of the Lord
3 little sisters
Dressed for Sunday School
And calico dresses
And buster brown shoes

It was wide ol west Texas
With long dusty roads
Take you on forever
Wherever you go
And each Sunday morning
Through sunshine and rain
They took us to that little
Church on the planes

It was a country Sunday morning
It was the sweet Lord's resting day
It was a country Sunday morning
And all the burdens rolled away

Written by:
Margaret Lewis Warwick

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