Give Me Back Sunday - Hayley Orrantia

Book a flight for July

Mama tell daddy I’m coming home

Just another sunny LA day

Never rains, never gets cold

I put my boots on, walk down Sunset

Wishing it was our dirt road

It never feels like the real thing

So I’m comimg home

I’d trade every star on the ground

For one in the sky in my hometown

Slow dowm, to hurry up and wait

For a little bit of rest on the seventh day

The only day we can’t have Chick-Fil-A

Daddy’s cursin' at the football game

Mama’s at church just playin away

We sing Amazing Grace

Give me back, give me back Sunday

Give me back, give me back Sunday

Only for a moment even if I can’t stay

So give me back, give me back Sunday

I could go for a lazy ride

Put down all my windows

I got American Country Countdown

Playin on the radio

Hear the church bells ring in my heart

Throw open the doors

Sunday remind me who I am

'Cause I don’t know anymore

I’d trade every star on the ground

For one in the sky in my hometown

Slow dowm, to hurry up and wait

For a little bit of rest on the seventh day

The only day we can’t have Chick-Fil-A

Daddy’s cursin' at the football game

Mama’s at church just playin away

We sing Amazing Grace

Give me back, give me back Sunday

Give me back, give me back Sunday

Only for a moment even if I can’t stay

So give me back, give me back Sunday

Give me back Sunday

I’d trade every star on the ground

For one in the sky in my hometown

Slow dowm, to hurry up and wait

For a little bit of rest on the seventh day

The only day we can’t have Chick-Fil-A

Daddy’s cursin' at the football game

Mama’s at church just playin away

We sing Amazing Grace

Give me back, give me back Sunday

Give me back, won’t you give me back Sunday

Only for a moment even if I can’t stay

So give me back, give me back Sunday

Anazing Grace, how sweet the sound

I said give me back, give me back Sunday

Book a flight for July

Mama tell daddy I’m coming home