[C] Well I woke up Sunday morning
with no [F] way to hold my head that it [C] didn't hurt
and the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [Am] bad
so I had one more for [G] dessert [G7] [C] [G7]
Then I [C ] fumbled through my closet
for my [F] clothes and found my cleanest [C] dirty [Am] shirt
and I shaved [F] my face and [G7] I combed my hair and
stumbled[F] down the stairs to meet the [G7] day
I [C] smoked my brain the night before
with [F] cigarettes and songs that I had been [C] pickin'
But I [C] lit my first and watched a small kid
[Am] cussin' at a can that he was [G] kickin'[G7] [C] [G7]
And I [C] crossed the empty street
and caught the [F] Sunday smell of someone [C] fryin'[Am] chicken
And it took [F] me back to [G7] somethin'
that I 'd [F] lost somewhere [G7] somehow [C] along the way
CHORUS
On the Sunday mornin' [F] sidewalk
wishin' Lord that I was [C] stone
'cause there's somethin' in [G7] Sunday
that makes a body feel[C] alone [C7]
and there's nothing short of [F] dyin'
half as lonesome as the [C] sound
of a sleepin' city [G] sidewalk [G7] [F]
Sunday [G7 ] mornin' comin'[C] down
In the park I saw a daddy
with a [F] laughing little girl that he was [C] swingin'
and I stopped beside a Sunday school
and [Am] listened to the songs that they were [G] singin' [G7] [C] [G7]
and I [C] headed back for home
and somewhere far [F] away a lonely bell was[C] ringin' [Am]
and it [F] echoed through the [G7] canyon
like the [F] disappearing [G7 ] dreams of [C] yesterday
CHORUS (2x)
