Sunday Morning Coming Down – Johnny Cash
Nghệ sĩ: Johnny Cash
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Well I woke up Sunday mornin'
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakast wasn't bad
So I had one more for desert
Then I fumbled through my closet
And 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
Well I smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
Then I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin' with a can that he was kickin'
Then I walked across the street
And cuaght the Sunaday smell of someones fryin' chickin
And Lord it took me back something
That I 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 of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin'
Then I stopped beside a Sunday School
And listen 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 canyon
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 of dyin'
That's half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down
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