Sunday

I was dead

for three days

The loneliest three days

I ever knew

All the world

thought I had failed

But I knew I wasn’t through

For three days, my body laid

upon a stone within a cave

But then came Sunday

Sunday

Sunday came and I burst on out

Yes on Sunday I burst on out!

That stone rolled away

when the angels had their say

Flash of light and steel

And my tired eyes, they opened bright

and happy did I feel!

For three days, my body laid

upon a stone within a cave

But then came Sunday

Sunday

Sunday came and I burst on out

Yes on Sunday I burst on out!

Unwrapped my head, like the Bible said,

Layed the cloths all by themselves,

and I walked on out, yes right on out.

of the grave,

that lonely grave.

For three days, my body laid

upon a stone within a cave

But then came Sunday

Sunday

Sunday came and I burst on out

Yes on Sunday I burst on out!

I said “howdy do” to an angel or two

as I walked around in the city

The women came, for they felt ashamed, that my burial wasn’t very pretty.

Then Peter and John came a running along,

Poled their heads inside my grave.

But I wasn’t there, I had other plans,

Like living forevermore!

For three days, my body laid

upon a stone within a cave

But then came Sunday

Sunday

Sunday came and I burst on out

Yes I burst on out!