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  • Willie Nelson - Sunday Morning Coming Down



    On a Sunday morning sidewalk
    I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
    Cause there's something in a Sunday
    makes a body feel alone
    And there's nothing sure to dying
    half as lonesome as the sound
    On a sleepy city sidewalk
    Sunday morning coming down

    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 desert
    Then I fumbled through my closet
    for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
    And I shaved my face and combed my hair
    And stumbled down the stair to meet the day
    I'd smoke my brain the night before
    with cigarettes and songs I'd been a picking
    But I lit my first and watched the small kid
    cussin' at a can that he was kicking
    Then I crossed the empty street and caught
    The Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
    And it took me back to something
    that I'd lost somewhere somehow along the way
    On a Sunday morning sidewalk...

    In the park I saw a daddy
    with the laughing little girl that he was swinging
    And I stopped beside a Sunday school
    and listened to the songs they were singing
    Then I headedback for home and somewhere
    far away a lonely bell was ringing

    And it echoed through the canyons
    like the disappearing dreams of yesterday
    On a Sunday morning sidewalk...

    Coming down coming down

  • [00:01.12]Willie Nelson - Sunday Morning Coming Down
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    [00:09.95]On a Sunday morning sidewalk
    [00:15.43]I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
    [00:20.89]Cause there's something in a Sunday
    [00:26.47]makes a body feel alone
    [00:32.19]And there's nothing sure to dying
    [00:37.30]half as lonesome as the sound
    [00:43.19]On a sleepy city sidewalk
    [00:48.38]Sunday morning coming down
    [00:54.99]
    [01:03.48]Well I woke up Sunday morning
    [01:05.95]with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
    [01:14.20]And the beer I had for breakfast
    [01:17.04]wasn't bad so I had one more for desert
    [01:25.04]Then I fumbled through my closet
    [01:27.70]for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
    [01:35.97]And I shaved my face and combed my hair
    [01:39.27]And stumbled down the stair to meet the day
    [01:47.00]I'd smoke my brain the night before
    [01:49.83]with cigarettes and songs I'd been a picking
    [01:57.67]But I lit my first and watched the small kid
    [02:01.13]cussin' at a can that he was kicking
    [02:08.63]Then I crossed the empty street and caught
    [02:11.69]The Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
    [02:19.66]And it took me back to something
    [02:22.42]that I'd lost somewhere somehow along the way
    [02:28.98]On a Sunday morning sidewalk...
    [03:60.00]
    [04:01.89]In the park I saw a daddy
    [04:04.48]with the laughing little girl that he was swinging
    [04:12.60]And I stopped beside a Sunday school
    [04:15.68]and listened to the songs they were singing
    [04:23.40]Then I headedback for home and somewhere
    [04:26.63]far away a lonely bell was ringing
    [04:31.66]
    [04:34.23]And it echoed through the canyons
    [04:37.09]like the disappearing dreams of yesterday
    [04:43.37]On a Sunday morning sidewalk...
    [05:26.04]
    [05:27.04]Coming down coming down
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