Sunday Morning - Procol Harum

When I leave work every Friday

Try to play as hard as I can

Exploring all the different shades of living

'Cos I’m that kind of man

I think of all the hard hours

So many closed doors

So when it’s time for my sunshine

Can’t help wanting more and more

Sunday morning, Sunday morning

Don’t have time to take no rest

'Cos every minute’s more holy to me

It makes me feel so free

Sometimes the wild nights go rolling

On into next day’s sun

Always smile when my head hits the pillow

'Bout the time the trains start to run

I think of all the bad times

So many slippery floors

So when it’s time for my sunshine

Can’t help wanting more and more

Sunday morning, Sunday morning

I don’t have time to take no rest

'Cos every minute’s more holy to me

It makes me feel so free

Always hope the weekend never ends

Work keeps stealing my best days

Try to get around all those twisted bends

While the light just ebbs away

I think of all the grey seas

So many lost shores

So when it’s time for my sunshine

I can’t help wanting more and more

Sunday morning, Sunday morning

Don’t have time to take no rest

'Cos every minute’s more holy to me

It always makes me feel so free

That’s more holy to me

Sunday morning I’m so free