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floyd westerman - sunday mornin' comin' down lyrics

[verse 1]
well, i woke up sunday morning
with no way to hold my head, that didn’t hurt
and the beer i had for breakfast wasn’t bad
so i had one more for dessert
so i fumbled in my closet through my clothes
and found my cleanest dirty shirt
then i washed my face and combed my hair
stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

[verse 2]
i’d smoked my mind the night before
with cigarettes and the songs i’d been pickin’
but i lit my first and watched a small kid
cussin’ at a can that he was kickin’
then i walked across the street
and caught the sunday smell of someone fryin’ chicken
it took me back to somethin’
i’d lost somewhere, somehow along the way

[chorus]
on a sunday morning sidewalk
wishing lord i was stoned
cause there’s something in a sunday
that makes a body feel alone
and there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
that’s half as lonesome as the sound
of a sleepin’ city sidewalk
and sunday mornin’ comin’ down
[verse 3]
in the park i saw a daddy
with a laughin’ little girl that he was swingin’
and i stopped beside a sunday school
and listened to the songs they were singin’
then i headed down the street
and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’
and it echoed thru the canyon
like a disappearing dream of yesterday

[chorus]
on a sunday morning sidewalk
i’m wishing lord that i was stoned
cause there’s something in a sunday
that makes a body feel alone
and there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
that’s half as lonesome as the sound
of a sleepin’ city sidewalk
and sunday mornin’ comin’ down

- floyd westerman lyrics

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