Cifra de Sunday Morning Coming Down - The Highwaymen
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Intro
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[Verso 1]
Well I woke up Sunday morning
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
[Verso 2]
Then I fumble through my closet for
My clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
And I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
[Verso 3]
I'd smoked my mind the night before
On cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small boy
Em D
Cussin' at a can that he was kicking
[Verso 4]
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 somewhere somehow along the way
[Refrão]
On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there is something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
There aint nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
Sunday mornin' comin' down
[Verso 5]
In the park I saw a daddy with
A laughing little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the song that they were singin'
Binging in the sheets
[Verso 6]
And I headed back for home and
Somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed thru the canyon like
The disappearing dreams of yesterday.
[Refrão]
On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there is something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
There aint nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
Sunday mornin' comin' down