"Sunday Best" as written by and George Jr/speir Pajon....
I've had a drink I don't need any more from you
It's been years since I felt my own
Musclebound I'm in the lake
Skating on thin stones again
Skating on thin stones again

Fully clothed, I'm your river by the sea
Ready to move when things go wrong
Changes ahead, I'll be your walking man
Running up steep slopes again
Running up steep slopes again

I see, I see you
I see, I see you
Sunday best, it was a good one
Magazine, it was a good one
Changes here, I'll be around so don't come near

Selling my songs for a day
Happy to please, I'm happy to pay
Cause it's hollow me
And it's shallow you and this song isn't making me whole

So don't punish me
Don't bring the fighting near
Don't call to find me and say
Cause many men have tried but they never want to understand

Cause it's hollow me
And it's shallow you and this song isn't making me whole
Cause it's hollow me
And it's shallow you and this song isn't making me whole

So don't punish me
Don't bring the night in here
Don't call to find me and say
Cause many men have tried but they never want to understand


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"Sunday Best" as written by George Jr Pajon Caleb Speir

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