Ladadadadada~ ladada~ Ladadadadada~ ladada~ Come Sunday mornin' I'll be home I know you've been awaitin' By your teleephone I'll just done singin' Til' the crowd is gone Can't wait til Sunday mornin' I'll be comin home So, I can see you dance real slow Swayin' as the fire burns gold Hold you til' we both grow old But until that time Every dark...Learn More