Home on sunday morning

By Lord Freiman the minstrel
chorus home on sunday mornin'
home on sunday mornin'
for just five days we live like kings,
then home on sunday mornin'
v1
my mundane life seems mighty small,
it's not what I'd call life at all,
but here I'm fair and stern and tall,
at least til sunday mornin'
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v2
I'm so beat up I can barely stand
I broke three ribs I crushed my hand,
but I've got me some new rattan,
to take home sunday mornin'
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v3
I met a girl name Kerri Sue,
she told me just what not to do,
she had a whip and nine tattoos,
she untied me sunday mornin'
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v4
there's just one thing that's on my mind
that's sweet Yalonda's bare behind,
and I wont rest until she's mine,
at least til sunday mornin.
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v5
I burned off nearly all my hair,
and then ran naked through the market square,
and worst of all I kissed a legionaire,
I'll wash on sunday mornin'
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repeat chorus