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sunday morning coming down Kris Kristofferson
[G]Well I woke up Sunday morning
With no w[C]ay to hold my h[D7]ead that didn't h[G]urt
And the beer I had for breakfast was'nt [Em]bad
So I had one more for des[D7]ert
Then I f[G]umbled thru my closet for my cl[C]othes
And found my cleanest dirty sh[G]irt[Em]
And I [C]shaved my face & c[Am]ombed my hair
St[C]umbled down the st[D]airs to meet the d[G]ay[C] [G]
I'd smoked my brain the night before on cigarettes
And songs that I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first & watched a small kid cussin'
at a can that he was kickin'
Then I crossed the empty street & caught the Sunday
Smell of someone fryin' chicken
And it took me back to something that I'd lost
Somehow, somewhere along the way
Cho... [G]On the Su[G7]nday morning s[C]idewalks
Wishin' Lord that I was st[G]oned
'Cause there's something in a S[D]unday
That makes a body feel al[G]one
And there's n[G7]othin' short o' d[C]yin'
Half as lonesome as the s[G]ound
On the sleepin' city side[D]walks
Sunday morning comming d[G]own
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 & somewhere
far away a lonely bell was ringing
And it echoed thru the canyons
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.