Johnny Cash - Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down Lyrics
Well I woke up Sunday morningWith no way to hold my head, that didn't hurtAnd the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad,So I had one more for dessert.Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothesAnd found my cleanest dirty shirt.Then I washed my face and combed my hairAnd stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.I'd smoked my mind the night beforeWith cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin'But I lit my first and watched a small kidPlayin' with a can that he was kickingThen I walked across the streetAnd caught the Sunday smell of someone's fryin' chickenAnd it took me back to somethin'That I'd lost somewhere, somehow along the way.Chorus:On a Sunday morning sidewalkI'm wishing Lord that I was stoned'Cause there's something in a SundayThat makes a body feel alone.And there's nothin' short of dyin'That's half as lonesome as the soundOf a sleepin' city sidewalkAnd Sunday mornin' comin' down.In the park I saw a daddyWith a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'And I stopped beside a Sunday schoolAnd listened to the songs they were singin'Then I headed down the streetAnd somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'And it echoed thru the canyonLike the disappearing dreams of yesterday.Repeat Chorus
