I wouldn’t mind this headache so much if I wasn’t kneeling right here. Last night I had too much on too little. But I’ve gotta get myself up. Find me a bite to eat. Or else I may never find peace in this day. Sunday. Sunday. Lord I know you’re busy but can you help me out? I won’t promise I won’t drink again. But I’m a faithful man. If anybody can help me, I know you can. I could stand her photograph if I though she was coming back. But there’s no sense in fooling myself. Car radio plays a country song “drink you off my mind.” I’m here to say no that bottle doesn’t help. Sunday. Sunday. Lord I know you’re busy but can you help me out? I won’t promise I won’t drink again. But I’m a faithful man. If anybody can help me I know you can. Hell of a hangover…on a heartache and nothing. But I will say this one thing: I could use a little redemption. Sunday. Sunday. Lord I know you’re busy but can you help me out? I won’t promise I won’t drink again. But I’m a faithful man. If anybody can help me I know you can.