Johnny and Kris

Link: [Kris Kristofferson] & [Johnny Cash]

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Sunday Morning Comin’ Down

Johnny Cash & Kris Kristofferson

Well I woke up Sunday mornin’

With no way to hold my head

That didn’t hurt

And the beer I had for breakfast wasn’t bad

So I had one more for dessert

Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes

And found my cleanest dirty shirt

Then I washed my face

And combed my hair

And stumbled down the stairs

To meet the day

I’d smoked my brain the night before

On cigarettes

And the songs I’d been pickin’

But I lit my first and watched a small kid

Cussin’ a can that he was kickin’

Then I crossed the empty street

And caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin’ chicken

And it took me back to somethin’

That I’d lost somehow

Somewhere

Along the way

On a Sunday mornin’ sidewalk

Wishin’ Lord

I was stoned

‘Cause there’s somethin’ in a Sunday

That makes a body feel alone

And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’

That’s half as lonesome as the sound

Of a sleepin’ city sidewalk

And Sunday mornin’ comin’ down

In the park I saw a daddy

With a laughin’ little girl

Who he was swingin’

And I stopped beside a Sunday school

And listened to the songs they were singin’

Then I headed back for home

And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’

And it echoed through the canyon

Like a disappearin’ dream of yesterday

On a Sunday mornin’ sidewalk

Wishin’ Lord

I was stoned

‘Cause there’s somethin’ in a Sunday

That makes a body feel alone

And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’

That’s half as lonesome as the sound

Of a sleepin’ city sidewalk

And Sunday mornin’ comin’ down

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