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Sunday Morning Coming Down chords by Joey Welz

  • C

  • Am

  • G

  • F

  • Dm

Verse 1
C
Am
G
C
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
F
with no way to hold my head.
C
It didn't hurt.
Am
C
And the beer that I had for breakfast,
Am
it wasn't bad,
G
so I had one more for dessert.
Am
G
C
Then I fumbled in my closet,
F
threw my clothes
C
Am
and found my cleanest dirty shirt.
F
that I washed my face and combed hair
Dm
G
and stumbled down the stair to meet the day.
C
I smoked my mind the night before
F
with cigarettes and songs
C
that I've been picking.
Am
C
I lit up my purse
Am
and watched a small kid playin' with
G
a can that he'd been kickin'.
C
Then I walked across the street
F
and caught the Sunday smell
C
Am
of someone's fryin' chicken.
F
Dm
F
and Lord it took me back to something that
G
C
I had lost somewhere along the way
F
on a Sunday morning sidewall
I'm wishing Lord that I
C
G
F
G
was stone
C
F
And there's nothing short of dy ing
C
That's half as lonesome as the sound
G
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
Dm
G
And Sunday
C
mornin' comin' down
Am
G
C
In the park I saw a daddy
F
C
With a laughin' little girl He was swingin'
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G
C
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
Am
and listened to the songs
G
that they were singing.
C
And I headed down the street
F
and somewhere far away
C
Am
a lonely bell was ringing.
F
Dm
And it echoes through the canyons
F
like the disappearing
G
dreams of yesterday.
C
F
On a Sunday morning sidewalk,
C
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
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Cause there's something in a Sunday
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G
C
that makes a body feel all alone
F
And there's nothing short of dy ing
C
that's half as lonesome as the sound
G
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
C
F
C
And Sunday mornin' comin' down
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