Artisto: | Kris Kristofferson (English) |
Uzanto: | David Gratta |
Daŭro: | 130 sekundoj |
Komenca paŭzo: | 12 sekundoj |
Tononoma sistemo: | Ne definita |
Sakra: | |
Komentoj pri tabulaturo: | - |
[Intro]
G G
[Verse 1]
G
Well I woke up Sunday morning
C G
with no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt
and the beer I had for breakfast
Em D
wasn't bad so I had one more for dessert
[Verse 2]
G
Then I fumble through my closet for
C G G/F# Em
my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
C
and I shaved my face and combed my hair
Am D
and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
[Verse 3]
G
I'd smoked my brain the night before
C G
on cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin'
but I lit my first and watched a small kid
Em D
cussin' at a can that he was kicking
[Verse 4]
G
Then I crossed the empty street and caught
C G G/F# Em
the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
C Am
and it took me back to somethin' that
C D G
I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way
[Chorus]
C
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalks
G
wishing Lord that I was stoned
D
'cause there is something in a Sunday
G
that makes a body feel alone
C
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
G
half as lonesome as the sound
D
on the sleepin' city sidewalks
G
Sunday mornin' comin' down
[Verse 5]
G
In the park I saw a daddy with
C G
a laughing little girl who he was swingin'
and I stopped beside a Sunday school
Em D
and listened to the song that they were singin'
[Verse 6]
G
Then I headed back for home and
C G G/F# Em
somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
C Am
and it echoed thru the canyon like
C D G
the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
[Chorus]
C
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalks
G
wishing Lord that I was stoned
D
'cause there is something in a Sunday
G
that makes a body feel alone
C
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
G
half as lonesome as the sound
D
on the sleepin' city sidewalks
G
Sunday mornin' comin' down
[Outro]
C
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo..
G
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo..
D
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo..
G
Doo doo doo doo doo doo doo...