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Lyrics for Sunday Mornin Comin Down by Johnny Cash:
| | | Artist: | Johnny Cash |
| | Album: | Unknown | | Track: | Sunday Mornin Comin Down | | | | Date Added: | 18/10/2007 | | Views: | 63 | | | | Lyrics: | 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 dessert.
Then I fumbled in my closet
through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my
hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
I'd smoked my mind the night
before
With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small
kid
Playin' with a can that he was kicking
Then I walked across the street
And caught
the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin'
That I'd lost
somewhere, somehow along the way.
Chorus:
On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing
Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel
alone.
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a
sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down.
In the park I saw a
daddy
With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday
school
And listened to the songs they were singin'
Then I headed down the street
And
somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed thru the canyon
Like the
disappearing dreams of yesterday.
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