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Song title: Kris Kristofferson - Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down

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Well I woke up sunday morning
With no way to hold my head, that didnt hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast
Wasnt bad so I had one more for dessert
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
Its the one Im wearin
And I shaved my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

Id smoked my brain the night before
Or I smoked so much the night before
With cigarettes and songs that Ive been pickin
My mouth was like an ashtray Id been lickin
But I lit my first and watched a 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 somethin
That Id lost somehow somewhere along the way

Chorus:
On the sunday morning sidewalks
Wishing lord that I was stoned
cause there is something in a sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And theres nothin short of dyin
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin city side walks
Sunday mornin comin down

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl who he was swingin
And I stopped beside a sunday school
And listened to the song that they were singin
Then I headed back for home and
Somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin
And it echoed thru the canyon like
The disappearing dreams of yesterday.