Sunday Morning Comin' Down chords by Ferlin Husky
Verse 1
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Woke up Sunday morning
C
with no way to hold my head,
G
that didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast
Em
wasn't bad,
D
so I had one for dessert
G
I fumbled in my closet,
C
threw my clothes
G
Em
and found my cleaner's dirty shirt
C
Then I washed my face,
combed my hair,
Am
D
stumbled down the stairs to greet the day
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I smoked my mind the night before
C
Were cigarettes and songs
G
that I'd been pickin'
And I lit my first
Em
and watched a small kid cussing
D
at a can he'd been a -kickin'
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I crossed the empty street
C
and caught the Sunday smell
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Em
of someone cookin' chicken
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Am
And it took me back to something
C
I'd lost somewhere,
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G
somehow, along the way
C
On a Sunday morning sidewalk
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D
G
Wishing Lord that I was stoned
C
And there's nothing short of dying
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It's half as lonesome as it sounds
D
I was sleeping in city sidewalk,
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Sunday morning coming down.
In the park I saw a daddy
C
with a laughing little girl
G
that he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
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D
to listen to a song that they were singing.
G
I headed on toward a home
C
somewhere far away,
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Em
a bell was ringing.
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Am
And it echoed in a canyon
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D
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Like the disappearing dream of yesterday
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On a Sunday morning sightboard
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Wishing, that I was stoned
Cause there's something in your soul
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G
That makes a body feel alone
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