"Sunday" lyrics

Oh my dear mother, your phone's ringin' again
And I have to jump off the line
You're always on call with your back to the wall
And I'm never easy to find

So come and see me on Sunday if you're around
I still play that same happy hour downtown
Stop by and visit and we can talk about my sister
You know I don't say it, but you know that I miss her

Hey Little Sister, you quit comin' around
You quit bringin' me pills just to watch me hit the ground
And I know that we're different than we used to be
'Cause I'm nothing like you and you're just like me

So come and see me on Sunday if you're around
I still play that same happy hour downtown
Stop by and visit and we can talk about our mother
And how we both wish she knew how much we loved her

Good morning Daddy, I'm glad I caught you today
I bought you this shot glass out in Santa Fe
I stopped by your house about two weeks ago
But I guess your new girlfriend said you weren't home

So come and see me on Sunday if you're around
I still play that same happy hour downtown
Stop by and visit and we can talk about me
And you can relive your old days vicariously