🎶 Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down

[A#] Well I woke up Sunday morning
with no [Em] way to hold my head that it [A#] didn't hurt
and the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [Bb] bad
so I had one more for [Db]dessert [G7] [A#] [G7]
Then I [C ]fumbled through my closet
for my [Em]clothes and found my cleanest [A#]dirty [Bb]shirt
and I shaved [Em] my face and [G7]I combed my hair and
stumbled[Em] down the stairs to meet the [G7]day

I [A#]smoked my brain the night before
with [Em]cigarettes and songs that I had been [A#]pickin'
But I [A#]lit my first and watched a small kid
[Bb]cussin' at a can that he was [Db] kickin'[G7] [A#][G7]
And I [A#]crossed the empty street
and caught the [Em]Sunday smell of someone [A#]fryin'[Bb] chicken
And it took [Em]me back to [G7]somethin'
that I 'd [Em]lost somewhere [G7]somehow [A#]along the way

CHORUS
On the Sunday mornin' [Em]sidewalk
wishin' Lord that I was [A#]stone
'cause there's somethin' in [G7]Sunday
that makes a body feel[A#] alone [C7]
and there's nothing short of [Em]dyin'
half as lonesome as the [A#]sound
of a sleepin' city [Db]sidewalk [G7] [Em]
Sunday [G7 ]mornin' comin'[A#] down

In the park I saw a daddy
with a [Em]laughing little girl that he was [A#]swingin'
and I stopped beside a Sunday school
and [Bb]listened to the songs that they were [Db]singin' [G7] [A#] [G7]
and I [A#]headed back for home
and somewhere far [Em]away a lonely bell was[A#] ringin' [Bb]
and it [Em] echoed through the [G7]canyon
like the [Em] disappearing [G7 ]dreams of [A#]yesterday
CHORUS (2x)


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