[00:09.480]On a Sunday morning sidewalk
[00:12.700]
[00:14.910]I'm wishing lord that I was stoned
[00:17.810]
[00:20.400]Cause there's something in a Sunday
[00:23.810]
[00:25.860]Makes a body feel alone
[00:31.490]And there's nothing sure to dying
[00:34.440]
[00:36.700]Half as lonesome as the sound
[00:39.780]
[00:42.550]On a sleepy city sidewalk
[00:45.840]
[00:47.640]Sunday morning coming down
[00:53.660]
[01:02.680]Well I woke up Sunday morning
[01:04.710]
[01:05.290]With no way to hold my head
[01:07.800]That didn't hurt
[01:08.700]
[01:13.430]And the beer I had for breakfast
[01:16.240]Wasn't bad so I had one more for desert
[01:19.740]
[01:24.260]Then I fumbled through my closet
[01:26.850]For my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
[01:30.630]
[01:35.050]And I shaved my face and combed my hair
[01:38.370]And stumbled down the stair to meet the day
[01:41.680]
[01:46.110]I'd smoke my brain the night
[01:48.200]Before with cigarettes and songs
[01:51.070]I'd been a picking
[01:52.450]
[01:56.690]But I lit my first
[01:58.320]And watched the small kid cussin
[02:00.880]At a can that he was kicking
[02:03.020]
[02:07.520]Then I crossed the empty street and caught
[02:10.590]The Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
[02:14.320]
[02:18.610]And it took me back to something
[02:21.270]That I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way
[02:26.010]
[02:27.810]On a Sunday morning sidewalk
[02:31.320]
[02:33.000]I'm wishing lord that I was stoned
[02:36.370]
[02:38.540]Cause there's something in a Sunday
[02:41.640]
[02:43.850]Makes a body feel alone
[02:48.650]
[02:49.260]And there's nothing sure to dying
[02:52.440]
[02:54.540]Half as lonesome as the sound
[02:57.660]
[03:00.090]On a sleepy city sidewalk
[03:03.530]
[03:05.200]Sunday morning coming down
[03:09.540]
[04:00.280]In the park I saw a daddy
[04:02.450]
[04:02.960]With the laughing little girl
[04:05.350]That he was swinging
[04:06.410]
[04:10.910]And I stopped beside a Sunday school
[04:13.750]And listened to the songs they were singing
[04:16.800]
[04:21.720]Then I headedback for home and somewhere
[04:24.860]Far away a lonely bell was ringing
[04:28.260]
[04:32.480]And it echoed through the canyons
[04:34.630]
[04:35.280]Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday
[04:40.390]
[04:41.550]On a Sunday morning sidewalk
[04:45.120]
[04:46.690]I'm wishing lord that I was stoned
[04:50.950]
[04:52.110]Cause there's something in a Sunday
[04:55.180]
[04:57.420]Makes a body feel alone
[05:02.640]And there's nothing sure to dying
[05:05.380]
[05:07.780]Half as lonesome as the sound
[05:11.460]
[05:13.340]On a sleepy city sidewalk
[05:16.640]
[05:18.410]Sunday morning coming down
[05:21.820]
[05:25.050]Coming down coming down
[05:34.840]
[05:35.370]Coming down coming down
[05:40.690]Coming down
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