Исполнитель: | Kris Kristofferson (English) |
Пользователь: | David Long |
Длительность: | 130 секунд |
Начальная пауза: | 12 секунд |
Названия аккордов: | Не установлено |
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[Verse 1]
G
Well, I woke up Sunday morning
C D
with no way to hold my head that
G
didn't hurt
G
and the beer I had for breakfast
Em
wasn't bad
D
so I had one more for dessert
G G7
then I fumbled in my closet through
C
my clothes
G
and found my cleanest, dirty shirt
Em
C D
then I washed my face, and combed my
hair
C D
and stumbled down the stairs to meet
the day
[Verse 2]
G G7
I'd smoked my mind the night before
C D
with cigarettes and songs I'd been
G
picking
G
but I lit my first and watched a
Em
small kid
playing with a can that he was
D
kicking
G G7
then I walked across the street
C
and caught the Sunday smell of
G Em
someone's frying chicken
C
and Lord it took me back to
D Am
somethin' that I lost
somewhere
D G
somehow along the way
[Chorus]
C
on a Sunday morning sidewalk
G
I'm wishing Lord, that I was stoned
D
cause there's something in a Sunday
G
that makes the body feel alone
C
and there's nothing short of dying
G
that's half as lonesome as the sound
D
of the sleeping city sidewalks
G
and Sunday morning coming down
[Verse 3]
G G7
in the park I saw a daddy
C D
with a laughing little girl that he
G
was swinging
G
and I stopped beside a Sunday school
Em
and listened to the songs they were
D
singing
G G7
then I headed down the street
C
and somewhere far away a lonely bell
G Em
was ringing
C D
and it echoed through the canyons
Am D
like our disappearing dreams of
G
yesterday
[Chorus]
C
on a Sunday morning sidewalk
G
I'm wishing Lord, that I was stoned
D
cause there's something in a Sunday
G
that makes the body feel alone
C
and there's nothing short of dying
G
that's half as lonesome as the sound
D
of the sleeping city sidewalks
G
and Sunday morning coming down