Sunday

Oh my dear mother, your phone's ringing again,
and I have to jump off the line.
You're always on call with your back to the wall,
and I'm never easy to find.
So come and see me on Sunday if you're around,
I still play that same happy hour downtown.
Stop by and visit and we can talk about my sister,
you know I don't say it but you know that I miss her.
Hey little sister, you quit coming around,
you quit bringing me pills just to watch me hit the ground.
and I know that we're different than we used to be,
cos I'm nothing like you and you're just like me.
So come and see me on Sunday if you're around,
I still play that same happy hour downtown.
Stop by and visit and we can talk about our mother,
and how we both wish she knew how much we loved her.
Good morning Daddy, I'm glad I caught you today,
I bought you this shot glass out in Santa Fe.
I stopped by your house about two weeks ago,
but I guess your new girlfriend said you weren't home.
So come and see me on Sunday if you're around,
I still play that same happy hour downtown.
Stop by and visit and we can talk about me,
and you can relive your old days vicariously.