I could go and open that Bible on my shelf
But I don't mind the coping
I'll keep these troubles to myself
Troubled nights are longer
Waning desperately
These blues are getting stronger
And they won't let me be

There's a church house over yonder
Out past the winding bend
For ne'er-do-wells and lesser men
Where they say freedom lives apart from sin
You can die there too and live again

Should have changed my ways
Released my pride before the slide

But there's only so many Sundays
Always six days ahead or six days behind
When you're serving yourself faith is harder to find
And after the fall you're just too weary to climb
There's only so many Sundays
With six days ahead and six days behind

I don't know nothin' of forgiveness or hope
But I know a little somethin'
About the end of a rope
I can take this pain
Embrace it endlessly
Never mind the rain
It keeps me company

There's a church house over yonder
Out past the winding bend
For ne'er-do-wells and lesser men
Where they say freedom lives apart from sin
You can die there too and live again

Should have changed my ways
Released my pride before the slide

But there's only so many Sundays
Always six days ahead or six days behind
When you're serving yourself faith is harder to find
And after the fall you're just too weary to climb
There's only so many Sundays
With six days ahead and six days behind