Sunday Morning Going Up
I've had my share of heartache and I've had my share of blues
I'm done paying attention to the garbage on the news
I've been tied up for too long, high time I come unwound
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
I've held the wolves back long enough, learned lessons from my past
I ain't afraid of hard work, no shame in working class
So I'm proudly stepping out the door, for a drink out on the town
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
Raise one for no reason, raise one for those around
Be here in this moment with my feet on solid ground
Leave these troubles far behind, somewhere they can't be found
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
So many times I've wished I was somewhere else instead
On some commercial break white beach, no problems up ahead
But I count up all my blessings, pull my head out of the clouds
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
Raise one for no reason, raise one for those around
Be here in this moment with my feet on solid ground
Leave these troubles far behind, somewhere they can't be found
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
I'm done paying attention to the garbage on the news
I've been tied up for too long, high time I come unwound
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
I've held the wolves back long enough, learned lessons from my past
I ain't afraid of hard work, no shame in working class
So I'm proudly stepping out the door, for a drink out on the town
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
Raise one for no reason, raise one for those around
Be here in this moment with my feet on solid ground
Leave these troubles far behind, somewhere they can't be found
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
So many times I've wished I was somewhere else instead
On some commercial break white beach, no problems up ahead
But I count up all my blessings, pull my head out of the clouds
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
Raise one for no reason, raise one for those around
Be here in this moment with my feet on solid ground
Leave these troubles far behind, somewhere they can't be found
On a Sunday Morning Going Up, hoping that I don't come down
Credits
Writer(s): John Baumann, Rob Baird
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