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Well, lwoke 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 dessert
Then Ifumbled 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 stairs to meet the day
I'd smoked my brain

the night before

0n cigarettes and songs

that I'd been pickin'
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
On the Sunday

morning sidewalk
Wishing, Lord,

that l was stoned
Makes a body

feel alone
And there nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound

0n the sleepin' city sidewalks

Sunday mornin' comin' down

g
In the park
I saw a daddy

With a laughin' little girl

who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside

a Sunday school

Listened to the song

they were singin'
Then I headed back for home

Somewhere far away

a lonely bell

was ringin'
And it echoed

through the canyons

Like the disappearing

dreams of yesterday
0n the Sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday

Makes a body feel alone
Wishing, Lord, that l was stoned

'Cause there's something in a Sunday

Makes a body feel alone
'Cause there's something in a Sunday

Makes a body feel alone
Makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
0n the sleepin' city sidewalks

Sunday mornin' comin' down
Half as lonesome as the sound

0n the sleepin' city sidewalks

Sunday mornin' comin' down
0n the sleepin' city sidewalks

Sunday mornin' comin' down
Sunday mornin' comin' down
0n the Sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday

Makes a body feel alone
Wishing, Lord, that l was stoned

'Cause there's something in a Sunday

Makes a body feel alone
'Cause there's something in a Sunday

Makes a body feel alone
Makes a body feel alone
Half as lonesome as the sound

0n the sleepin' city sidewalks

Sunday mornin' comin' down ......
0n the sleepin' city sidewalks

Sunday mornin' comin' down ......
Sunday mornin' comin' down ......
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Title
Sunday Morning Coming Down
Artist
Ray Dylan
Brand
Dream Catcher
Code
DCK566-04