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Lyrics by: Kris Kristofferson
# Debut Chart
81 Oct '69 Hot 100
55 Nov '69 Country

Lyrics

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 Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt Then I shaved my face, combed my hair Stumbled down the stair to meet the day Well, I smoked my brain the night before With cigarettes and songs that I'd been picking But I lit my first and watched a small kid ????? at a can that he was kicking Then I crossed the empty street And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken And it took me back to something That I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way [CHORUS] On a Sunday morning sidewalk Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned 'Cause there's something in a Sunday Makes a body feel alone And there's nothing short of dying Half as lonesome as the sound On a sleepy city sidewalk Sunday morning coming down


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In the park, I saw a daddy With a laughing little ??? that he was swinging And I stopped beside a Sunday school and Listened to the songs that they were singing Then I headed back for home And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing And it echoed through the canyon like The disappearing dreams of yesterday [repeat CHORUS]

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