I Never Work on a Sunday

I never work on a Sunday

I've got a life of my own

And this here is the one day

I spend with my family at home

I left the office in a flash on Friday

Threw my boots in the car

Cashed my pay check and headed for the country

To sleep underneath the stars

I drove all day Saturday and right into the evenin'

'Til there were no more city lights

Those broken lines were gettin' blurry through my windscreen

Well I guess I drove all night

Then Sunday mornin' found me rollin' into sunrise

With my fuel gauge dead

I pulled into fill up, found the place deserted

And a little sign that read

I never work on a Sunday

I've got a life of my own

And this here is the one day

I spend with my family at home

All I could do is call up a tow truck

To take me further down the road

I fumbled round and round for some change in my pocket

Walked fifteen minutes to the phone

There in the phone book, I found a business advert

Saying, "Use us instead"

I dialed the number and a tape recorder answered

And it politely said

I never work on a Sunday

I've got a life of my own

And this here is the one day

I spend with my family at home

I finally got back home and it took forever

Then at work the next day, somebody said

"Hey, the boss said he wants to see you in his office right away" “

He told me just how far behind the work was getting

And on the weekend could I stay

I started laughin' and said, "You must be kiddin'

I just got one thing to say, you know what I said

I never work on a Sunday

I've got a life of my own

And this here is the one day

I spend with my family at home

I never work on a Sunday

I've got a life of my own

And this here is the one day

I spend with my family at home

I'm quite entitled to one day

To spend with my family at home