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Well, I'm two weeks on the road now, god knows I'm beat
But the crowd was really there tonight and the band played sweet
Well, they'll drive for home tonight, they've loaded up the truck
If I don't leave right now I guess I'm stuck

They had a foot and a half of rain down on the coast last week
But some folks drove up for the show all the way from orange beach
Well, it's midnight now and home's just a couple hundred miles
But I'll stay right here with these nice folks and talk a while

Sunday Birmingham, on a one night stand
If I left right now I'd be home by three
But I'll stay where I am, head down and folded hands
Cause Sunday Birmingham is a damn fine place to be

Now the wedding party's drunk in the hotel bar
Kumquat vodka on the rocks in a mason jar
Matching lilac dresses and pink bow ties
Little sister just got married and we don't like the guy

Sunday Birmingham, on a one night stand
I could still make sunrise home in Tennessee
But I'll stay where I am, head down and folded hands
Cause Sunday Birmingham is a damn fine place to be

Last night this parking lot was a dangerous place
This morning feels like Easter, amazing grace
There's blooms on all the locust and catalpa trees
Church bells and hickory smoke floating on the breeze

Sunday Birmingham, on a one night stand
I could get some sleep and still be home by three
But I'll stay where I am, head down and folded hands
Cause Sunday Birmingham is a damn fine place to be

Sunday Birmingham is a damn fine place to be