Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down (Album Version)

well i woke up sunday morning

with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt

and the beer i had for breakfast wasn't bad

so i had one more for desert

then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes

and found my cleanest dirty shirt

then i washed my face and combed my hair

and stumbled down the stair to meet the day

i'd smoke my brain the night before

with cigarettes and songs that i've been picking

but i lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can

that he was kicking

then i crossed the empty street

and caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken

and it took me back to something

that i'd lost somehow somewhere along the way

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on the sunday morning sidewalk

wishing lord that i was stoned

cause there's something in a sunday

makes a body feel alone

and there's nothing short of dying

half as lonesome as the sound

on the sleepin' city sidewalk

sunday morning coming down

in the park i saw a daddy

with a laughing little girl he was swinging

and i stopped beside a sunday school and

listened to the songs that they were singing

then i headed back for home

and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing

and it echoed through the canyons

like a disappearing dream of yesterday

on the sunday morning sidewalk

wishing lord that i was stoned

cause there's something in a sunday

makes a body feel alone

and there's nothing short of dying

half as lonesome as the sound

on the sleepin' city sidewalk

sunday morning coming down

du~~lo~~~~~

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