I went to minyan at the shul last night;
they seemed so glad to see me, I just smiled.
And we talked about the holidays
and the kitchen volunteers.
Still prayin' after all these years
Oh, still prayin' after all these years

I'm not the kind of gal who tends to be subdued;
I sing out loud on Saturdays
'cause I love the Shabbes melodies,
they're music to my ears.
Still prayin' after all these years
Oh, still prayin' after all these years

Nine in the morning, I'm still yawning, gotta be at shul by ten.
I'll be a gabbai, why shouldn't I, oh yeah - better not sleep in

Now I sit with other singers and I harmonize
I fear we'll annoy the Cantor one fine day
but we would not be evicted,
it's not just us she hears
Still prayin' after all these years
Oh, still prayin', still prayin'
Still prayin' after all these years