sunday morning coming down

Johnny Cash

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 des--sert
than I thumbed through my closet  ,
for my clothes, found my cleanest, dirty shirt
than I washed my face and combed my hair,
stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

Well I smoked my brain the night before ,
with cigarettes and songs that we been picking
And I lit my first and stopped to watch ,
a small kid with a can that he was kicking
Than I crossed an empty street ,
and caught the Sunday-smell of someone's frying chicken
and it took me back to something ,
that I lost somewhere somehow along the way

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
wishing Lord that I was stoned
Cause there is something in a Sunday,
that makes a-body feel a--lone
And it's nothing short but dying,
half as lone some as the sound
of a sleeping city sidewalk,
when Sunday morning coming down

In a park I saw a Daddy ,
with a laughing little girl he was swinging
And I stopped beside a Sunday school ,
and listened to the songs that they were singing
Than I headed back for home ,
and some where far away a lonely bell was ringing
And it echoed to the canyons ,
like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

On a Sunday morning sidewalk ....

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