Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Michael Oneal
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Michael Oneal
Songwriter
Lyrics
Four hours on Sunday, I'm a free man
All the cokes and candy bars that I can stand
Mama comes to see me, mama holds my hand
Been 26 years, screwin' up my life
Got nine months left, get it straightened out right
I'm halfway through, halfway out
And all the counselors are on my side, at the halfway house
They gonna find me a job, in any field I chose
Everything's gonna be just fine
If I can keep a clean nose when I get out
And I'll make a new start
Yeah, the counselor says I'm gonna love lookin' at life
And my clean, sober heart
I've been readin' the bible, each and every day
Memorizin' scriptures and findin' brand-new words to say
And I spend a lot of time, just starin' at the wall
Yeah, the counselor says I'm turnin' in the best damn grade of them all
They found me that job, and I found me a girl
And everything's been doin' just fine, in my brand-new world
And I got laid off, and then I lost my girl
Yeah, the counselor says I gotta be ready
'Cause life just might spin my ass in a twirl
Now my hands are shakin', and I'm tremblin' inside
Yeah, it's four in the mornin', man, and I've been drivin' since midnight
And I see them flashin' lights, right behind me
Pull over to the shoulder, and I pray
Lord, please don't let them look under my seat
Four hours on Sunday, I'm a free man
All the cokes and candy bars that I can stand
Mama just cries, while mama holds my hand
Written by: Michael Oneal

