(Steven Dale Jones/Bobby Tomberlin)



They were quite a pair

The way that love should be

They still held hands

For the world to see

She's thankful that she had him all those years

But she still has days she can't hold back the tears



She misses their Monday night bowling league

When they'd wear their matching shirts

She misses their Wednesday night dinner out

As soon as he got home from work

And Saturday morning sleeping late

Holding each other close

But she misses him on Sunday the most



She sits alone on that same old pew again

His tenor voice still echoes now and then

It brings back all those memories of him there by her side

What she'd give for one more Sunday drive



She misses their Monday night bowling league

When they'd wear their matching shirts

She misses their Wednesday night dinner out

As soon as he got home from work

And Saturday morning sleeping late

Holding each other close

But she misses him on Sunday the most

But she misses him on Sunday the most