Sunday in Savannah - Nina Simone

One more
Sunday in Savannah
Hear the whole creation shoutin'
Praise the Lord

See them flinging out the banner
While the congregation says amen
Young folk
Tendin' Sunday School

They sing merrilly 'bout the golden rule
Horse sense preaching all the day
They all hollar in the righteous way
It's time for me to call on Mother Hannah

While she sits there wishing for her last reward
One more Sunday in Savannah
One more Sunday in Atlanta
It's the same thing