Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Sunday's On The Way, artist - Shirley Caesar. Album song Sailin', in the genre
Date of issue: 29.06.1984
Record label: Curb | Word Entertainment
Song language: English
Sunday's On The Way |
The demons were planning on having a party one night |
They had some whiskey and beer and pretzels, a little red wine, some wine |
They were celebrating how they crucified Jesus on the tree |
But uh Satan the snake itself was feeling ill at ease |
Well, he took his crooked and dialed the phone by his head |
And he called a faithful friend, the grave, to see for sure if Christ was dead |
Hey grave, Satan said, tell me, did my plan fail |
The grave just laughed and said, don’t worry, Jesus is dead as man |
On Friday night they crucified the Lord at Calvary |
But he said don’t dread, in three days I’m gonna live again, you’ll see |
When problems try to bury you and make it hard to pray |
It may seem like Friday night, but Sunday’s on the way |
A tranquilizer and a horror flick didn’t calm Satan’s fear |
So Saturday night he called up ol' grave scared of what he’d hear |
Hey grave, what’s going on, grave said, man, you call me twice |
Now I’ll tell you for the last time, boss, Jesus is on ice |
Listen, then Satan said, remember when Lazarus was in the grave |
Everything was cool then four days later Lazarus was raised |
Now, this Jesus is much more trouble than anyone has ever been to me |
He’s got me shook 'cause I heard him say he’ll only be dead three days |
On Friday night they took the Jesus to Calvary |
But he said don’t dread, in three days I’m gonna live again, you’ll see |
When problems try to bury you and make it hard to pray |
It may seem like Friday night, Sunday’s on the way, I’ll see you |
Listen |
Sunday morning Satan woke up with a jump ready to blow a fuse |
He was shaking from the tips of his pointed ears down to the toes of his |
pointed shoes |
Hey grave, tell me, is he alive, I don’t wanna lose my neck |
The grave said, your evilness, maintain your cool, man. |
you’re a wreck |
Now, the grave said, now cool your jets big D, my sting is still intact |
You see, Jesus is dead forever, man, and he ain’t gonna never coming back |
Listen, so you just mellow out and drink up or shoot up, leave me alone |
And you know what, I’m gonna catch you later |
Later |
Oh wait, wait, wait |
Oh no, oh no, oh no |
Somebody’s messing with the stone |
The stone was pushed away and it bounced a time or two |
And an angel stepped inside and said, «I'm Gabriel, who are you?» |
Now if you wonder where the Lord is at this very hour |
Now, I tell you he’s alive with resurrection power |
On Friday night they crucify my Jesus out on Calvary |
But he said don’t dread, in three days I’m gonna live again, you’ll see |
When problems try to bury you and they make it so hard for you to pray |
It may seem like it’s Friday night, but Sunday, Sunday, I come and tell you |
Sunday |
Sunday is on the way |