Lirik Lagu Sunday Morning Coming Down - Willie Nelson
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On a Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishing Lord that I was stonedCause there's something in a Sunday makes a body feel aloneAnd there's nothing sure to dying half as lonesome as the soundOn a sleepy city sidewalk Sunday morning coming down
Well I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn't hurtAnd the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad so I had one more for desertThen I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirtAnd I shaved my face and combed my hairAnd stumbled down the stair to meet the dayI'd smoke my brain the night before with cigarettes and songs I'd been a pickingBut I lit my first and watched the small kid cussin' at a can that he was kickingThen I crossed the empty street and caughtThe Sunday smell of someone fryin' chickenAnd it took me back to something that I'd lost somewhere somehow along the wayOn a Sunday morning sidewalk...[ guitar ]In the park I saw a daddy with the laughing little girl that he was swingingAnd I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to the songs they were singingThen I headedback for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringingAnd it echoed through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterdayOn a Sunday morning sidewalk...Coming down coming down coming down coming down
Well I woke up Sunday morning with no way to hold my head that didn't hurtAnd the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad so I had one more for desertThen I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirtAnd I shaved my face and combed my hairAnd stumbled down the stair to meet the dayI'd smoke my brain the night before with cigarettes and songs I'd been a pickingBut I lit my first and watched the small kid cussin' at a can that he was kickingThen I crossed the empty street and caughtThe Sunday smell of someone fryin' chickenAnd it took me back to something that I'd lost somewhere somehow along the wayOn a Sunday morning sidewalk...[ guitar ]In the park I saw a daddy with the laughing little girl that he was swingingAnd I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to the songs they were singingThen I headedback for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringingAnd it echoed through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterdayOn a Sunday morning sidewalk...Coming down coming down coming down coming down
