[ Предположительная тональность: G ] The words and music of this song was wrote by Kris Kristofferson. Capo 1st fret. Verse 1 G Well I woke up Sunday morning C D G with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt Em and the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad D so I had one more for des-sert G G7 C then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes G Em and found my cleanest, dirty shirt 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 G with cigarettes and songs I'd been picking Em but I lit my first and watched a small kid playing D with the can that he was kicking G G7 then I walked across the street C G Em and caught the Sunday smell of someone's frying chicken C D Am and lord it took me back to some-thin 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 G7 in the park I saw a daddy C D G with a laughing little girl that he was swinging and I stopped beside a Sunday school Em D and listened to the songs that they were singing G G7 then I headed down the street C G Em and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ring - ing C D and it echoed through the canyons Am D G like our disappearing dreams of yester - day Chorus 2 As chorus 1 rall. at end.
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