Sunday morning, I'm leaving out
I've done all I can, in this old town
Some day I'll be back again
When I forget, how hard it's been

Silver eagles, winding down on 40
Shining in the sun, rolling into town
To carry those, who dreams have all come true
Across the miles,
They're coming in, I'm leaving out Sunday morning, finds me sad
All this praying, and it's out of my hands
All I have is a song in my heart
100 miles to home, and an old worn out guitar
Silver eagles, winding down on 40
Shining in the sun, rolling into town
To carry those, who dreams have all come true
Across the miles,
They're coming in, I'm leaving out