Sunday Cadillac - Remastered

She came in running, all ready to run away
With motor gunning. She's arrested on the seventh day
He's up there preaching. Trying to show folks another way
He's double reaching. For goodness sakes and the goddam pay

Won't you save me, won't you take me in your Sunday Cadillac
Won't you hide me, won't you drive me in your Sunday Cadillac
Now won't you save me in your Sunday Cadillac

She wakes up screaming. Oh, her demons won't go away
He looks down scheming. To drive them out, oh to drive her away
He's going crazy watching people pay to be saved
She picks a daisy. Gives into God by an open grave

Won't you save me, won't you take me in your Sunday Cadillac
Wo-ooh, Sunday Cadillac
Won't you hide me, won't you drive me in you Sunday Cadillac
Wo-ooh, Sunday Cadillac
Now won't you save me in your Sunday Cadillac

He left town driving. Another dollar oh, another day
She's back there riding, repossessed on the seventh day

Won't you save me, won't you take me in your Sunday Cadillac
Wo-ooh, Sunday Cadillac
Won't you hide me, won't you drive me in your Sunday Cadillac
Wo-ooh, Sunday Cadillac
Won't you save me, won't you take me in your Sunday Cadillac
Sunday, Sunday Cadillac
Won't you hide me, won't you drive me in your Sunday Cadillac
Sunday, Sunday Cadillac
Now won't you save, save me
Sunday Cadillac
In your Sunday Cadillac Sunday Cadillac
In your Sunday Cadillac Sunday Cadillac
In your Sunday Cadillac Sunday Cadillac
Sunday Cadillac Sunday Cadillac Sunday Cadillac



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Writer(s): Daniel Orias
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