Cover - written and recorded by Kristoffer Kristofferson
indie
country music
world
country rock
traditional country
cover songs
country general
Lyrics
Sunday Morning Coming Down 4/4 Straight 147BPM
INTRO
VERSE.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 des-ert
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
VERSE.2
I'd smoked my brain the night before
on cigarettes and songs that I'd been picking
but I lit my first and watched a small kid cussing 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 some-thin that I lost somehow
Pause------
somewhere along the way
CHORUS
on a Sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing lord, that I was stoned
cause there's something in a Sunday
that makes the body feel alone
Sunday Morning Coming Down
There ain't nothing short of dying
half as lonesome as the sound
on the sleeping city sidewalk
Sunday morning coming down
VERSE.3
in the park I saw a daddy
with a laughing little girl 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 lonesome bell was ringing
and it echoed through the canyons
Pause----
like the disappearing dreams of yester - day
CHORUS
on a Sunday morning sidewalk
Wishing lord, that I was stoned
cause there's something in a Sunday
that makes the body feel alone
There ain't nothing short of dying
half as lonesome as the sound
Pause------
of the sleeping city sidewalk
Sunday morning coming down
OUTRO