《Sunday Morning Coming Down》歌词

[00:00:01] Sunday Morning Coming Down - Lynn Anderson

[00:00:02] Written by：Kris Kristofferson

[00:00:08] Well I woke up Sunday morning

[00:00:11] With no way to hold my head

[00:00:13] That didn't hurt

[00:00:20] And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't

[00:00:23] Bad so I had one more for dessert

[00:00:31] Then I fumbled through my closet

[00:00:33] For my clothes

[00:00:35] And found my cleanest dirty shirt

[00:00:42] And I shaved my face

[00:00:44] And combed my hair

[00:00:46] And stumbled down the stairs

[00:00:47] To meet the day

[00:00:53] I'd smoked my brain the night before

[00:00:56] With cigarettes and songs

[00:00:58] That I've been pickin'

[00:01:04] But I lit my first and watched a small kid

[00:01:07] Cussin' at a can that he was kicking

[00:01:15] Then I crossed the empty street and

[00:01:18] Caught the Sunday smell

[00:01:19] Of someone frying chicken

[00:01:26] And it took me back to something

[00:01:29] That I'd lost somehow

[00:01:30] Somewhere along the way

[00:01:36] On the Sunday morning sidewalk

[00:01:41] Wishing lord that I was stoned

[00:01:47] Cause there's something in a Sunday

[00:01:52] That makes a body feel alone

[00:01:57] And there's nothing short of dying

[00:02:03] Half as lonesome as the sound

[00:02:08] On the sleeping city sidewalk

[00:02:14] Sunday morning coming down

[00:02:21] In the park I saw a daddy

[00:02:24] With a laughing little girl

[00:02:26] He was swinging

[00:02:32] And I stopped beside the Sunday school

[00:02:35] And listened to the song

[00:02:37] That they were singing

[00:02:43] Then I headed back for home

[00:02:45] And somewhere far away

[00:02:47] A lonely bell was ringing

[00:02:54] And it echoed through the canyon like

[00:02:57] The disappearing dreams of yesterday

[00:03:03] On the Sunday morning sidewalk

[00:03:09] Wishing lord that I was stoned

[00:03:14] Cause there is something in a Sunday

[00:03:20] That makes a body feel alone

[00:03:25] And there's nothing short of dying

[00:03:30] Half as lonesome as the sound

[00:03:36] On the sleeping city sidewalk

[00:03:41] Sunday morning coming down