Luyện nghe bài hát Sunday Morning and Saturday Night

My ol' man was a
A real man to figure
read the King James Bible
While sippin' on liquor

He'd get drunk and get to preachin'
Right out on the
Alternatin' between cussin' and a
and a praisin' the Lord

No about it
He was a man of both
He had his share of
But on Jesus he would

He'd say, "Fly like the angels
Run wild the devil
We're all tryin' to the middle
Between saint and sinner, wrong and
Sunday and Saturday night"

Well, I have sung 'Amazing Grace', in my hand
Played 'Stairway To Heaven' in a three pick up band
I know the straight and narrow is the that I should take
But out in the fast lane, you tend to get a little sideways

I hear him preachin'
Slurrin' his a bit
the thing about temptation
Is it so hard to

He'd say, "Fly like the angels
Run wild the devil
We're all tryin' to the middle
Between and sinner, wrong and right
Sunday morning and night"

Back then I didn't
The in the sermon
It took a while to
The I'm still learnin'

say, "Fly high like the angels
Run wild like the
We're all tryin' to the middle
Between saint and sinner, and right
Sunday and Saturday night"

Saint and sinner, and right
Sunday and Saturday night

He said, "Fly high the angels"