Blessed Sunday Lyrics

Bobby went to town

Looking for a coat

Looking for some

Protection from the cold

Bobby found the truth

He held her in his arms

He wore her like a knight

Wears a code of arms

They rode & they rode

They rode on Friday

They rode on Saturday

All through a blessed Sunday

Until the week ran out of days

They rode a wild horse

To the edge of lover's beach

As they dove into the water

They washed away their misery

They rode the wave of passion

That was raging in their heart

As the waves kissed the beach

She cried God don't ever stop

They rode on Friday

They rode on Saturday

All through a blessed Sunday

Until the week ran out of days

They made love on the sand

The moon brought in the tide

The tide brought them the gifts

That brave lovers hope to find

They rode a wild horse

Through the feared & hallowed ground

To the silence of the moment

Where they say that love is found

But a man is like a boat

He will navigate the sea

His love is like an anchor

That he's scared to sink too deep

But a woman can see

To the bottom of the sea

Cause inside of every woman

There's an ocean

Swaying through her hips

Flowing through her finger tips

He could taste it on her lips

Every time that they would kiss

They rode on Friday

They rode on Saturday

All through a blessed Sunday

Until the week ran out of days