Sunday And Sister Jones

It was early Sunday evening just before the death of day.
All the family friends were grievin' Rev.
Jones just passed away.
Sister Jones had seen it comin' She was familiar with the signs.
Late one night I heard her humming while strollin' through the Georgia pines.



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Writer(s): Eugene B Mc Daniels
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