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- Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down (Album Version) 歌詞 Kris Kristofferson
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- Kris Kristofferson Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down (Album Version) 歌詞
- Kris Kristofferson
- 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.
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.
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