How To Play Sunday Morning Coming Down
By Johnny Cash
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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 thru my closet
For my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I'd smoked my brain the night before
On cigarettes and songs I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Cussing at a can that he was kicking
Then I crossed the empty street and caught the Sunday smell
Of someone frying chicken
Lord, it took me back to something
That I'd lost Somehow somewhere 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
There's nothing short a' dying
That's 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 song that they were singing
Then I headed back for home
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing
And it echoed through the canyon
Like a disappearing dream 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
There's nothing short a' dying
That's as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleeping city sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming down
How To Play Sunday Morning Coming Down By Johnny Cash
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