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Lady's talking, no one listens
People laugh and people stare
Lady smiles, says she's a Christian
Seems nobody seems to care
Bus driver said he was a Catholic
But don't believe in God no more
Just drives his bus, waits for his payday
Wants a carpet on his floor
Won't you come to church on Sunday?
We'll meet you at the big front door
Wish I knew how the story ended
But it won't ever end, no, no
Lady tries to save somebody
Said she's been happy all her life
She said her husband was a preacher
She was glad to be his wife
She keeps on talking, no one listens
The children think that she's a fool
She got a Bible for her road map
Almost silly grin, her eyes were blue
Won't you come to church on Sunday?
We'll meet you at the big front door
Wish I knew how the story ended
But it won't ever end, no, no
Won't you come to church on Sunday?
Won't you come to church on Sunday?
Won't you come to church on Sunday?