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Sunday Morning Coming Down performed by Johnny Cash
Corrected by Justin Shaffer ([email protected])
The chords were written right next to the lyrics making it very hard to read indeed. I took the liberty of retyping it for any future users but I'm not sure about the correctness of chord location. I just retyped what was already there. ;)
Key:
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 smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been picking
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playing with a can that he was kicking
Then I walked across the street and caught
The Sunday smell of someone frying chicken
Lord it took me back to something that
I lost somewhere somehow along the way
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 nothing short of dying
That?s half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down
In the park I saw a daddy with a
Laughing little girl that he was swinging
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs that they were singing
Then I headed down the street and somewhere
Far away a lonely bell was ringing
And it echoed through the canyon
Like disappearing dreams of yesterday
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 nothing short of dying
That?s half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down.
