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On a Sunday morning sidewalk |
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I'm wishing lord that I was stoned |
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Cause there's something in a Sunday |
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Makes a body feel alone |
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And there's nothing sure to dying |
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Half as lonesome as the sound |
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On a sleepy city sidewalk |
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Sunday morning coming down |
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Well I woke up Sunday morning |
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With no way to hold my head |
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That didn't hurt |
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And the beer I had for breakfast |
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Wasn't bad so I had one more for desert |
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Then I fumbled through my closet |
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For my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt |
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And I shaved my face and combed my hair |
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And stumbled down the stair to meet the day |
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I'd smoke my brain the night |
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Before with cigarettes and songs |
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I'd been a picking |
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But I lit my first |
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And watched the small kid cussin |
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At a can that he was kicking |
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Then I crossed the empty street and caught |
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The Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken |
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And it took me back to something |
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That I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way |
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On a Sunday morning sidewalk |
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I'm wishing lord that I was stoned |
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Cause there's something in a Sunday |
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Makes a body feel alone |
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And there's nothing sure to dying |
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Half as lonesome as the sound |
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On a sleepy city sidewalk |
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Sunday morning coming down |
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In the park I saw a daddy |
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With the laughing little girl |
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That he was swinging |
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And I stopped beside a Sunday school |
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And listened to the songs they were singing |
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Then I headedback for home and somewhere |
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Far away a lonely bell was ringing |
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And it echoed through the canyons |
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Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday |
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On a Sunday morning sidewalk |
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I'm wishing lord that I was stoned |
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Cause there's something in a Sunday |
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Makes a body feel alone |
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And there's nothing sure to dying |
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Half as lonesome as the sound |
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On a sleepy city sidewalk |
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Sunday morning coming down |
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Coming down coming down |
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Coming down coming down |
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Coming down |
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