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Sunday and Sister Jones (LP Version)
Roberta Flack
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It was early Sunday evenin'
Just before the death of day
All the family friends were grievin'
Reverend Jones just passed away
Sister Jones had seen it comin'
She was familiar with the signs
Late one night I heard her hummin'
While strollin' through the Georgia pines
She said, "Lord, if you take him away, I don't wanna live"
It was early Sunday mornin'
Just before the birth of day
I can hear the rooster crowin'
Sister Jones knelt down to pray
She said, "Lord, he's slippin' through my fingers
Is death, is death the master of us all?"
She said, "Lord, I'm humble here before you
Just grant this life and don't let him fall"
She said, "Lord, if you take him away
I don't wanna live another day"
Hmm-hmm, hmm-hmm-hmm
Oh-ho
Hmm-hmm-hmm
Oh, later on that Sunday evenin'
Just before the midnight dawn
Sister Jones was heavy breathin'
I still hear her mournin' song, yeah
Life was cryin' from her body
Like water from a dryin' well
Well, I heard her whisper, "Thank you, Jesus"
Just before the midnight bell
Sister Jones was taken away
She didn't live
Sister Jones was taken away
She did not live another day
Sister Jones was taken away
She didn't live
Sister Jones was taken away
She didn't live another day
Sister Jones was taken away
She did not live another day