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 coming home I'd trade every star on the ground For one in the sky in my hometown Slow down, 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 prayin' 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 down, 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 prayin' 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 down, 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 prayin' 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 Amazing 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