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letra de sunday best - lainey wilson

[verse]
well, i pulled up
to that church of christ
with a broken heart
and bloodshot eyes
too hungover to go inside
so, i hung my head and drove on by

[chorus]
and i don’t feel like hallelujah
with this aching in my chest
so here i sit out on some backroad paper sack and marlboro reds
drinking in my sunday best
thought i really, really knew him well
he was the one, far as i could tell
but last night i caught him with somebody else
and yeah, that preacher’s son can go to h-ll
and i don’t feel like hallelujah
with this aching in my chest
so here i sit out on some backroad paper sack and marlboro reds
drinking in my sunday bеst

[bridge]
yeah, i know that i’ll get over him in timе
but right now forgiveness ain’t something i can find
[chorus]
and i don’t feel like hallelujah
with this aching in my chest
so here i sit out on some backroad paper sack and marlboro reds
drinking, and i’m a mess
yeah, i’m drinking in my sunday best

[outro]
when i pulled up to that church of christ
oh, i’m gonna be here just drinking
it’s somethin’ silly
h-ll, jesus turned water into wine
hmm, pour me another one, hahaha
whoo, i’m drunk
hahaha

- lainey wilson

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