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Willie Nelson - Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down Lyrics

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  • 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...
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  • 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 coming down coming down

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