Lyrics:

1991 released as a single
Writer(s): Buddy Cannon, Russell Smith, Vern Gosdin

There musta been 100 parties and I hit everyone in town
Now the sun is coming up and this room is turning around
Outside the church bells ring, I can't hardly stand the pain
This pounding in my head is nearly driving me insane

It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night
If I look half as bad as I feel then I must be a sight
Oh, I'd give everything I own for anything that'll make it right
It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night

If I knew then what I know now I'da thought it over again
I'd have stayed at home where I belong, I wouldn't be crawling in
I wouldn't be laying here with that echo of that honky tonk crowd
And listening to the sunrise even that's a little to loud

It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night
If I look half as bad as I feel then I must be a sight
Oh, I'd give everything I own for anything that'll make it right
It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night
It's gonna take a month of Sundays to get me over Saturday night