Sunday Morning Comin' Down chords and lyrics - FERLIN HUSKY

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