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David Allan Coe - Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down
Capo 1
A
Well, I woke up Sunday mornin'
D E A
With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
F#m
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
E
So I had one more for desert
A D
Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
A
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
D E
Then I shaved my face and combed my hair
D E A
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
A
I’d smoked my mind the night before
D E A
With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
So I lit my first and watched a small kid
F#m E
Cussin' at can that he was kickin'
A
Then I crossed the street and caught
D A
The Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
D E
And it took me back to something that
D E A
I lost somewhere, somehow along the way.
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D E
On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
A
Wishin' Lord that I was stoned
E
Cause there's something in a Sunday
A
That makes a body feel alone.
D E
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
A
Half as lonesome as the sound
E
Of the sleepin' city sidewalk
A
Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down.
A
In the park I saw a daddy with a
D E A
Laughin' little girl that he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
F#m E
And listened to the songs that they were singin'
A
Then I headed down the street and somewhere
D A
Far away a lonely bell was ringin'
D E
And it echoed through the canyon
D E A
Like a disappearing dreams of yesterday.
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