Boss Don't Own My Sunday

Five days a week he gets my back Five days a week he gets my hands Five days a week he gets my best minutes Five days he gets to make his plans

But Sunday morning, brother, that is mine Sunday morning is the line You can buy my Monday, buy my Friday You can't buy my Sunday wine

Boss don't own my Sunday Boss don't own my soul Boss owns the timecard, that's about it Boss don't own the whole Boss don't own my Sunday

Forty years my daddy gave the company Company gave him a watch he couldn't read Forty years my granddaddy bent his back Foreman couldn't even spell his name on the deed

Boss called me at home last night I let it ring 'til the answerin' machine Boss texted Sunday morning I let the phone go cold and clean

Boss don't own my Sunday Boss don't own my soul Boss owns the timecard, that's about it Boss don't own the whole Boss don't own my Sunday

Some men live to retire Some men live for the bottle's call I live for the slow Sunday morning And I won't be tied to nothin' at all

If the company burned to the ground tomorrow The company wouldn't show up to my wake But my brother would, and my brother's kids And the dog I should've named Drake

Boss don't own my Sunday, y'all Boss don't own my time Boss don't own my fishin' rod Boss don't own this rhyme Boss don't own my Sunday Boss don't own my Sunday

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