Sunday Morning Coming Down (Live)
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๐ ID: 1657973
๐ Lyrics
Well, I woke up Sunday mornin'
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 dessert
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin' with a can that he was kickin'
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
And Lord, it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way
On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short a' dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singin'
Then I headed down the street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the canyons
Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday
On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short a' dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down
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 dessert
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin' with a can that he was kickin'
Then I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
And Lord, it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost
Somewhere, somehow along the way
On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short a' dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singin'
Then I headed down the street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed through the canyons
Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday
On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short a' dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.91] Well, I woke up Sunday mornin'
[00:04.03] With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
[00:10.46] And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
[00:14.70] So I had one more for dessert
[00:19.84] Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
[00:24.05] And found my cleanest dirty shirt
[00:32.17] Then I washed my face and combed my hair
[00:35.73] And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
[00:41.36] I'd smoked my mind the night before
[00:44.98] With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
[00:53.74] But I lit my first and watched a small kid
[00:57.71] Playin' with a can that he was kickin'
[01:06.00] Then I walked across the street
[01:08.79] And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
[01:18.12] And Lord, it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost
[01:22.31] Somewhere, somehow along the way
[01:29.07] On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
[01:34.54] I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned
[01:41.13] 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
[01:46.94] That makes a body feel alone
[01:53.38] And there's nothin' short a' dyin'
[01:59.04] That's half as lonesome as the sound
[02:05.51] Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
[02:11.14] And Sunday mornin' comin' down
[02:19.10] In the park I saw a daddy
[02:22.39] With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin'
[02:31.13] And I stopped beside a Sunday school
[02:34.93] And listened to the songs they were singin'
[02:43.26] Then I headed down the street
[02:46.15] And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
[02:55.57] And it echoed through the canyons
[02:58.70] Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday
[03:05.81] On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
[03:11.42] I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned
[03:17.78] 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
[03:23.41] That makes a body feel alone
[03:29.83] And there's nothin' short a' dyin'
[03:35.23] That's half as lonesome as the sound
[03:41.64] Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
[03:47.55] And Sunday mornin' comin' down
[00:04.03] With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
[00:10.46] And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
[00:14.70] So I had one more for dessert
[00:19.84] Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
[00:24.05] And found my cleanest dirty shirt
[00:32.17] Then I washed my face and combed my hair
[00:35.73] And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
[00:41.36] I'd smoked my mind the night before
[00:44.98] With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
[00:53.74] But I lit my first and watched a small kid
[00:57.71] Playin' with a can that he was kickin'
[01:06.00] Then I walked across the street
[01:08.79] And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
[01:18.12] And Lord, it took me back to somethin' that I'd lost
[01:22.31] Somewhere, somehow along the way
[01:29.07] On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
[01:34.54] I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned
[01:41.13] 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
[01:46.94] That makes a body feel alone
[01:53.38] And there's nothin' short a' dyin'
[01:59.04] That's half as lonesome as the sound
[02:05.51] Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
[02:11.14] And Sunday mornin' comin' down
[02:19.10] In the park I saw a daddy
[02:22.39] With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin'
[02:31.13] And I stopped beside a Sunday school
[02:34.93] And listened to the songs they were singin'
[02:43.26] Then I headed down the street
[02:46.15] And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
[02:55.57] And it echoed through the canyons
[02:58.70] Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday
[03:05.81] On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
[03:11.42] I'm wishin', Lord, that I was stoned
[03:17.78] 'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
[03:23.41] That makes a body feel alone
[03:29.83] And there's nothin' short a' dyin'
[03:35.23] That's half as lonesome as the sound
[03:41.64] Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
[03:47.55] And Sunday mornin' comin' down