[Applause] [Music] oh [Music] M worker houses lined up in a row another southern Sunday morning glow beneath the Steep all people have gun shaking hands with the man who grips the gospel gun while in quiet prayer the smell of dinner on the ground fills up the morning air ain’t nothing sweeter around I can almost hear my mama pray oh Lord forgive us when we doubt another secret Sunday in the South all [Music] right raged reel oh flag flies high above it all popping in the wind like an angry can B