Odell Fairchild - Another Sunday Without You (Lyric Video)

Coffee's cold. Sunday ain't. Not while I say it. From the album Last Pour, First Prayer by Odell Fairchild, track 6 of 12. 1970s Southern soul and country soul. Lyrics: Bells down the street doin' what bells do I'm in the yard with a coffee and you Not in the chair, just in the air Another Sunday, and you're everywhere Another Sunday without you The hymn leaks over the fence like it's true I don't go in, I don't kneel, I don't claim I just stand with the mug and I say your name If the Lord wants a word, He knows where I am Out by the roses, doin' what I can You used to hum the second verse wrong On purpose, I think, just to hear me come along Now the second verse passes and nobody laughs I laugh anyway. It's on your behalf. Another Sunday without you Hymn over the fence, I say your name Out by the roses, doin' what I can They save me a seat. I save you a song. Neither of us walks that aisle for long. Faith is a porch light. Love is the same. I keep both burnin'. I don't need the frame. Coffee's cold. Sunday ain't. Not while I say it. Odell Fairchild is made with AI tools, dressed in that old analog-tape warmth. #OdellFairchild #SouthernSoul #LastPourFirstPrayer