Lady talk and no one listening People laugh and people stare Lady smiles says she's a Christian Seems nobody seems to care Bus driver says he was a Catholic But don't believe in God no more Just drives his bus and waits for his payday Wants carpet on his floor Won't you come to church on Sunday I'll meet you at the big front door Wish I knew how the story ended But it won't ever end no more Lady tries to save somebody Says she's been happy all her life She said her husband was a preacher That she was glad to be his wife She keep on talking no one listens The children think that she's a fool She got her Bible for her road map An almost silly grin and her eyes are blue Won't you come to church on Sunday I'll meet you at the big front door Wish I knew how the story ended But it won't ever end no more Won't you come to church on Sunday Won't you come to church on Sunday Won't you come to church on Sunday