From Sunday On

Words and music: Alvah Allen
Performed by: Alvah Allen

Recorded circa 1993 on cassette for Amy to take with her to Russia

Lyrics:

Hey lookie there what the rain done brung out
Here come little Lily with her hands all wrung out
There she goes chasing after the swans
goin’ in swimmin’ with her church clothes on
Everybody thinks she’s really somethin’
You oughta seen those
catfish jumpin’, catfish jumpin’, catfish jumpin’

Hey, lookie there what the cat done dug up
Here come little me with my mind all made up
Saying, ‘listen up, Baby, I’m in love with you and
you gotta tell me what I got to do.
I’m crossin’ my heart and I’m hopin’ to die’
She said, ‘here’s a needle
for your eye, for your eye, for your eye’

I swear from Sunday on
I swear from Sunday on
You’re the one

Hey, lookie there what the sun done shone down
Here come little Lily with her sleeves all rolled down
Says, ‘maybe I will and maybe I won’t
maybe I do and maybe I don’t
maybe if you were the very last guy, maybe the day
the day I die, the day I die, the day I die’

I swear from Sunday on
I swear from Sunday on
You’re the one

Hey lookie there what the singer done sung out
Here come little me with my stars all strung out
I’m wearin’ my hat on the back of my head
and I don’t give a damn what the Bible said about
fools and angels and fearin’ to tread
Wrote her a note
and here’s what it read, here’s what it read, here’s what it read

Let’s go down by the water tower
We got time to waste an hour or two
We got time for an indiscretion or two
We got time for an oversight or two
Make up a story, shrug on a shawl
tellin’ your mom we’re takin’ the afternoon
we gotta get the best of the afternoon

And she said, ‘Baby, can I kiss you good?’
I said, ‘well I never, well
I wish you would, I wish you would, I wish you would’