Lotta folks believe Sunday is for going to church. Hell, my daddy made my mama take me to church while he sat in the bed reading the Sunday paper. Daddy said religion is for the weak-minded.
Well, if you need to get up early, put on a respectful suit of clothes, and go to a club meeting where they say you're going to live forever in some state of future rewards and punishments, you have that right as long as the First Amendment means something.
Me, I'd rather lay in bed snuggling my soft, warm lady and continue what we started the night before, probably nap a bit after that, watch some TV, and then fix eggs benedict for breakfast in bed.
I need to drop a load of videos, so here we go, starting with Dusty Springfield singing "Son of a Preacher Man," recorded here in Memphis a few blocks away from where I sit, at the also should-have-been-made-a-museum-but-was-torn-down American Sound Studios:
Aretha Franklin finally relented and recorded a fine version. Way later on, the talented and tasteful young thang Joss Stone covered it too. Speaking of Aretha, here's her "I Never Loved A Man (The Way I Love You)", first recorded by this amazing woman (born in Memphis) with Memphis musicians and the Muscle Shoals Rhythm Section:
Oh heck, let's watch Aretha do another one, a one-chord jam called "Chain Of Fools":
I'm stickin' with the women today (they do have all the you-know-what, after all), so I'll close out with Bobbie Gentry singing her "Ode To Billie Joe":