Sunday Morning Coming Down Kris Kristofferson
/************** SUNDAY MORNIN' COMIN' DOWN *************/
written and performed by Kris Kristofferson.
Capo on the first fret.
Verse 1:
Well I [G]woke up Sunday morning
with no[C] way to hold my head, tha[G]t didn't hurt
and the beer I had for breakfast
wasn't bad so[Em] I had one more for desse[D]rt
Verse 2:
Than I [G]fumble through my closet for
my clothes and found my cleanest dir[C]ty shirt[G]
and I shaved my face and c[Em]ombed my hair
and stumbled down the stairs to mee[D]t the day
Verse 3:
I'd smo[G]ked my brain the night before
and cig[C]arettes and songs that I've been pickin'[G]
but I lit my first and watched [Em]a small kid
cussin' at a can that he was ki[D]cking
Verse 4:
Then I [G]crossed the empty street and caught
the sun[C]day smell of someone fryin' chi[G]cken
and it took me back to somethin' that
I'd lo[Em]st somehow somewhere along [D]away
Chorus:
O[/]n a sunday mornin' sidewa[C]lks
wishing Lord that I was[G] stoned
'cause there is something in a sunday[D]
that makes a bod[G]y feel alone
And there's nothin' short o[C]f dyin'
half as lonesome as the s[G]ound
on the sleepin' city si[D]de walks
Sunday mornin' comin' do[G]wn
Verse 5:
In the[G] park I saw a daddy with
a laug[C]hing little girl who[G] he was swingin'
and I stopped beside a s[Em]unday school
and listened to the song that they were [D]singin'
Verse 6:
Then I [G]headed back for home and
somewhe[C]re far away a lonely bell was r[G]ingin'
and it echoed thru the can[Em]yon like
the disepparing dreams of y[D]esterday.
Thanks to Jan Ekeland for the lyrics.
Perret Charles.E-mail:perret@diva.univ-mlv.fr
From: Guido=Vanden=Wyngaerd%OWP%UFSAL@ufsal3.kubrussel.ac.be
Date: Tue, 14 Nov 95 13:24:09 WET
Subject: TAB: Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down by Kris Kristofferson (in C)
Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down
Kris Kristofferson
performed by Willie Nelson
from the album
'Willie Nelson sings Kristofferson' CBS 1979
Chords figured out by Dany Jaspers (dany%dia%cc3@cc3.kuleuven.ac.be)
W[C]ell I woke up Sunday morning
with no [F]way to hold my head that it didn't[C] hurt
and the beer I had for breakfast wasn't ba[Am]d
so I had one more for dess[G]ert[G7] [C] [G7]
Then I fumbl[C]ed through my closet
for my cloth[F]es and found my cleanest dirty sh[C]irt[Am]
and I shaved[F] my face and I c[G7]ombed my hair and
stumbl[F]ed down the stairs to meet the [G7]day
I smok[C]ed my brain the night before
with cigaret[F]tes and songs that I had been [C]pickin'
But I l[C]it my first and watched a small kid
c[Am]ussin' at a can that he was k[G]ickin'[G7] [C] [G7]
And I cro[C]ssed the empty street
and caught the Sun[F]day smell of someone fryin' ch[C]icken[Am]
And it took [F]me back to somethi[G7]n'
that I 'd los[F]t somewhere someh[G7]ow along the[C] way
On the Sunday mornin' si[F]dewalk
wishin' Lord that I was [C]stone
'cause there's somethin' in Su[G7]nday
that makes a body feel a[C]lone[C7]
and there's nothing short of d[F]yin'
half as lonesome as the [C]sound
of a sleepin' city sidew[G]alk[G7] [F]
Sunday morni[G7]n' comin' do[C]wn
In the park I saw a daddy
with a laugh[F]ing little girl that he was sw[C]ingin'
and I stopped beside a Sunday school
and li[Am]stened to the songs that they were s[G]ingin'[G7] [C] [G7]
and I [C]headed back for home
and somewhere far [F]away a lonely bell was r[C]ingin'[Am]
and it e[F]choed through the cany[G7]on
like the dis[F]appearing dr[G7]eams of yest[C]erday
CHORUS (2x)
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