| Song | Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down |
| Artist | Shawn Mullins |
| Album | Soul's Core |
| [00:02.27] | well i woke up sunday morning |
| [00:06.17] | with no way to hold my head that didn't hurt |
| [00:15.88] | and the beer i had for breakfast wasn't bad |
| [00:20.88] | so i had one more for desert |
| [00:29.45] | then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes |
| [00:34.79] | and found my cleanest dirty shirt |
| [00:43.25] | then i washed my face and combed my hair |
| [00:47.71] | and stumbled down the stair to meet the day |
| [00:52.71] | |
| [00:57.11] | i'd smoke my brain the night before |
| [01:01.52] | with cigarettes and songs that i've been picking |
| [01:11.38] | but i lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can |
| [01:18.15] | that he was kicking |
| [01:25.20] | then i crossed the empty street |
| [01:28.56] | and caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken |
| [01:39.04] | and it took me back to something |
| [01:42.38] | that i'd lost somehow somewhere along the way |
| [01:47.91] | ------像风一样整理制作------ |
| [01:50.51] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
| [01:57.49] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
| [02:04.39] | cause there's something in a sunday |
| [02:11.23] | makes a body feel alone |
| [02:18.62] | and there's nothing short of dying |
| [02:25.56] | half as lonesome as the sound |
| [02:31.95] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
| [02:38.76] | sunday morning coming down |
| [02:46.84] | |
| [02:48.55] | in the park i saw a daddy |
| [02:51.82] | with a laughing little girl he was swinging |
| [03:01.62] | and i stopped beside a sunday school and |
| [03:06.00] | listened to the songs that they were singing |
| [03:15.47] | then i headed back for home |
| [03:19.09] | and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing |
| [03:29.23] | and it echoed through the canyons |
| [03:33.12] | like a disappearing dream of yesterday |
| [03:38.70] | |
| [03:40.67] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
| [03:47.28] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
| [03:53.79] | cause there's something in a sunday |
| [04:00.74] | makes a body feel alone |
| [04:07.51] | and there's nothing short of dying |
| [04:14.37] | half as lonesome as the sound |
| [04:21.36] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
| [04:28.02] | sunday morning coming down |
| [04:33.32] | |
| [04:34.83] | du~~lo~~~~~ |
| [05:19.70] | ...... |
| [00:02.27] | well i woke up sunday morning |
| [00:06.17] | with no way to hold my head that didn' t hurt |
| [00:15.88] | and the beer i had for breakfast wasn' t bad |
| [00:20.88] | so i had one more for desert |
| [00:29.45] | then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes |
| [00:34.79] | and found my cleanest dirty shirt |
| [00:43.25] | then i washed my face and combed my hair |
| [00:47.71] | and stumbled down the stair to meet the day |
| [00:52.71] | |
| [00:57.11] | i' d smoke my brain the night before |
| [01:01.52] | with cigarettes and songs that i' ve been picking |
| [01:11.38] | but i lit my first and watched a small kid cussin' at a can |
| [01:18.15] | that he was kicking |
| [01:25.20] | then i crossed the empty street |
| [01:28.56] | and caught the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken |
| [01:39.04] | and it took me back to something |
| [01:42.38] | that i' d lost somehow somewhere along the way |
| [01:47.91] | xiàng fēng yí yàng zhěng lǐ zhì zuò |
| [01:50.51] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
| [01:57.49] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
| [02:04.39] | cause there' s something in a sunday |
| [02:11.23] | makes a body feel alone |
| [02:18.62] | and there' s nothing short of dying |
| [02:25.56] | half as lonesome as the sound |
| [02:31.95] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
| [02:38.76] | sunday morning coming down |
| [02:46.84] | |
| [02:48.55] | in the park i saw a daddy |
| [02:51.82] | with a laughing little girl he was swinging |
| [03:01.62] | and i stopped beside a sunday school and |
| [03:06.00] | listened to the songs that they were singing |
| [03:15.47] | then i headed back for home |
| [03:19.09] | and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing |
| [03:29.23] | and it echoed through the canyons |
| [03:33.12] | like a disappearing dream of yesterday |
| [03:38.70] | |
| [03:40.67] | on the sunday morning sidewalk |
| [03:47.28] | wishing lord that i was stoned |
| [03:53.79] | cause there' s something in a sunday |
| [04:00.74] | makes a body feel alone |
| [04:07.51] | and there' s nothing short of dying |
| [04:14.37] | half as lonesome as the sound |
| [04:21.36] | on the sleepin' city sidewalk |
| [04:28.02] | sunday morning coming down |
| [04:33.32] | |
| [04:34.83] | du lo |
| [05:19.70] | ...... |