Sunday Morning Coming Down / The Pilgrim chords by Kris Kristofferson, Lou Reed
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Verse 1
So (G major) what am I leading up to?
Well, how about some of
that early stuff?
How about Sunday morning,
coming down, stuff like that?
Could you do something from that era?
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
No (C major) weed
Hold my (D major) head that didn't (G major) hurt
The beer I had for breakfast wasn't (E minor) bad
So I had one (D major) more for dessert
Then I (G major) fumbled through my closet
for my (C major) clothes
and found my cleanest dirty (G major) shirt (E minor)
I (C major) washed my face and combed my hair
an (A minor) d stumbled down the stairs
to (D major) meet the date
I'd (G major) smoke my brain the night before
on (C major) cigarettes and songs
(G major) that I'd been picking
But I lit my first
and watched the small kid (E minor) crossin'
at a can that (D major) he was kickin'
Then (G major) I crossed the empty street
and caught (C major) the Sunday smell
of someone frying (G major) chicken (E minor)
And it (C major) took me back to something
(A minor) that I lost (C major) somehow (D major) somewhere
along the way (G major) (C major)
(G major) On the Sunday morning side (C major) walk,
wishin' Lord that I (G major) was stoned.
Cause there's nothin' (B minor) in a Sunday,
(D major) there's somethin' in a Sunday,
makes a body feel (G major) alone.
there ain't nothing short of (C major) dying
half as lonesome as (G major) the sound
on the sleeping city side (D major) walks
(C major) Sunday (B minor) morning
(D major) coming (G major) down so naturally
I took my (D major) self down (G major) to the Tally Ho Tavern
to buy (C major) me a bottle of (D major) beer. (G major)
I (C major) sat me down by (D major) a (G major) tender
young maiden
(E minor) whose (F major) eyes were as (D major) soft as her hair.
As (G major) I was searching from bottle to bottle
for something (D major) unfoolish to say, (G major)
that (C major) silver -tongued devil
(D major) just (G major) slipped from the (E minor) shadows,
(D major) smilingly stole her (G major) away.
I said, (D major) hey, little girl,
(C major) don't you (G major) know (D major) he's the devil? (G major)
He's everything that I ain't.
Hid (D major) ing intentions of (C major) evil in (G major) ten (E minor) tions
(A minor) under the (A major) smile of a (D major) saint.
All he's (C major) good for is getting in (G major) trouble
And shift (C major) ing his share of (D major) the blame
(G major) Some (C major) people swear (G major) he's my double
(E minor) Some even (A major) say (D major) we're the same
But the sil (C major) ver -tongued devil's
(G major) got nothing to lose
I'll (C major) only live till I die (G major)
We take (D major) our own (C major) chances
and (G major) pay our own (E minor) due.
(D major) Chances are different these days.
The dues are different,
(D major) too. (G major) (D major) I was thinking of that when I saw Bobby (D major) Newarth,
the original Silver Tongue Devil,
(D major) that night.
What a long way we have (E minor) come.
(D major) And it's a sadder world.
(A major) Because the (D major) very thing that's propelling
(A major) most of us around the (D major) planet
are things we can't even fool
with anymore.
Without wearing a wetsuit. (A major)
(D major) Thus, the silver tongue
dilled the night. (G major)
There's one for Bobby, for all of us.
See him (D major) wasted on the sidewalk
in (G major) his jacket and his jeans
(C major) Wearing yesterday's misfortunes
like (G major) a smile
Once (C major) he had a future
(G major) full of money,
love (E minor) and dreams
Which he spent (A major) like they was going
(D major) out of style
And he keeps (G major) right on a -changin'
for the better or the worse
(C major) Searching for (D major) a shrine
he's never (G major) found
Never (C major) knowing if believing
is (G major) a blessing or a curse
Or (C major) if going up (D major) was worth coming down (G major)
He's (C major) a poet, he's a picker
He's (G major) a prophet, he's a pusher
He's a pil (D major) grim man to preach
And a problem when he's stoned
(G major) He's (C major) a walking contradiction
Partly (G major) truth, mostly fiction
Tak (D major) in' every wrong direction
On his lonely way back home
(G major) Thank you
There you go.
Thank you. Thanks. Thank you.
Sunday Morning Coming Down / The Pilgrim
Kris Kristofferson, Lou Reed
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