作词 : John C. Barry/Ron Spielman
作曲 : Uwe Breunig/Joh Weisgerber/Ron Spielman/Werner Goldbach
Well	 Sunday,	 Sunday	 in	 the	 morning
I	 was	 wasting	 time	 out	 in	 the	 sun
so	 I	 went	 on	 down	 to	 hear	 the	 Preacher
tell	 me	 all	 the	 things	 I	 had	 done	 wrong

He	 said	 only	 cash,	 will	 buy	 me	 my	 ticket
for  a	 seat	 on	 that	 heavenly	 train
so	 I	 went	 off	 out	 to	 the	 suburbs
and	 robbed	 the	 grocery	 store	 once	 again

There	 is	 money	 to	 be	 made	 with	 good	 reefer
there	 is	 money	 to	 be	 made	 with	 moonshine
there	 is	 cash	 to	 be	 made	 with	 religion
money	 I	 will	 make	 for	 Jesus  Christ

There	 is	 money	 to	 be	 made	 out	 in	 China
there	 is	 money	 to	 be	 made	 in	 Shanghai
there	 is	 cash	 to	 be	 made	 with	 religion
and	 I’ll  give	 it	 to	 Lord	 Jesus	 when	 I	 die

Wasted	 supper
how	 much	 she	 must	 hate	 me
she	 burnt	 it	 black	 just	 out	 of	 spite
'cos  I	 refused	 to	 buy	 her	 shoes
now	 she's	 nitpicking	 and	 complaining
how	 I've	 learned	 to	 hate	 my	 wife
she's	 incapable	 of	 understanding
my	 new	 religious	 life

There	 is	 money	 to	 be	 made	 with	 good	 reefer
there	 is	 money	 to	 be	 made	 with	 moonshine
there	 is	 cash	 to	 be	 made	 with	 religion
money	 I	 will	 make	 for	 Jesus,	 Jesus,	 Jesus  Christ