Them Sunday blues caught a hold on me
The sun slowly falling down, taking my heart along
Upcoming woes never seem sweet
All I feel is emptiness and loneliness
Where to O God, where to?
Jesus rose, but I still feel the same
You are victorious, but I feel ever defeated
With a night's sleep I surely will forget
but I know again, it'll catch me once more
Them Sunday blues, never seem to let go
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