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sunday mornin comin down   Johnny Cash






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Sunday Mornin' Comin'  Down
 
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(A)Well,  I woke up Sunday mornin',

With no  (D)way to hold my (E)head that didn't  (A)hurt,

And the beer  I had for breakfast wasn't (D)bad,

So I had  (E)one more for de(A)sert,

Then I  fumbled in my closet through my (D)clothes,

And found my  (E)cleanest dirty (A)shirt,

Then I  (D)washed my face and (E)combed my hair,

And  (D)stumbled down the (E)stairs to meet the  (A)day,

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I smoked my  mind the night before,

With  (D)cigarettes and (E)songs I'd been  (A)pickin',

But I lit my  first and watched a small kid,

(D)Playin'  with a (E)can that he was (A)kickin',

Then I  walked across the street and caught,

The  (D)Sunday smell of (E)someone fryin'  (A)chicken,

Lord it  (D)took me back to (E)something that,

I  (D)lost somewhere, some(E)how along the  (A)way,

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On a Sunday  mornin' (D)sidewalk,

I'm wishin'  Lord that I was (A)stoned,

'Cause  there's something in a (E)Sunday,

That makes a  body feel (A)alone,

And there's  nothin' short of (D)dyin',

That s half  as lonesome as the (A)sound,

Of the  sleepin' city (E)sidewalk,

And Sunday  mornin' comin' (A)down,

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In the park I saw a daddy with  a,

(D)Laughin' little (E)girl that he was (A)swingin',

And I stopped beside a Sunday  school,

And (D)listened to the (E)songs that they were (A)singin',

Then I headed down the  street and somewhere,

(D)Far away a (E)lonely bell was (A)ringin',

And it (D)echoed through the (E)canyon,

Like (D)disappearing (E)dreams of yester(A)day,

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On a Sunday  mornin' (D)sidewalk,

I'm wishin'  Lord that I was (A)stoned,

'Cause  there's something in a (E)Sunday,

That makes a  body feel (A)alone,

And there's  nothin' short of (D)dyin',

That s half  as lonesome as the (A)sound,

Of the  sleepin' city (E)sidewalk,

And Sunday  mornin' comin' (A)down.


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