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
Same feeling

Don´t ya dare
Go fishin´ son
Amen