She Misses Him On Sunday The Most

They were quite a pair
The way that love should be
They still held hands
For the world to see
She's thankful that she had him all those years
But she still has days, she can't hold back the tears

She misses their Monday night bowlin' league
When they'd wear their matchin' shirts
She misses their Wednesday night dinner out
Soon as he got home from work
Saturday mornin' sleepin' late
Holdin' each other close
But she misses him on Sunday, the most

She sits alone, on that same old pew again
His tenor voice, still echoes now and then
Brings back all those memories of him there by her side
What she'd give?
One more Sunday drive

She misses their Monday night bowlin' league
When they'd wear their matchin' shirts
She misses their Wednesday night dinner out
As soon as he got home from work
An' Saturday mornin' sleepin' late
Holdin' each other close
But she misses him on Sunday, the most
Hmm, but she misses him on Sunday, the most