Lyrics:

Sunday, day of the lord
I stayed up too late the night before
Missed morning service
So I'm looking out but it ain't
Jesus that I'm worried about

That's when my baby's hammer starts talking again
That's when my baby's hammer starts talking again

Hard times on the factory floor
Looks like the boss man
Is closing the door at noon
Tell me, what do you do when all your
Young ones need a new pair of shoes

That's when my baby's hammer starts talking again
That's when my baby's hammer starts talking again
My baby's hammer is always talking
My baby's hammer is talking sins right unto me
Talking sense right unto me

That's when my baby's hammer starts talking again
That's when my baby's hammer starts talking again
Talking sins right unto me
Talking sins right unto me