roy clark - sunday morning coming down lyrics
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 desert.
then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes
and found my cleanest dirty shirt
and i shaved my face and combed my hair
and stumbled down the stair to meet the day.
well, i smoke my brain the night before
with cigarettes and songs that i’d been a picking
but i lit my first and watched the small kid
cussin’ at a can that he was kicking.
then i crossed the empty street
and caught the sunday smell of someone cookin’ chicken
and it took me back to something
that i’d lost somewhow, somewhere along the way.
on a sunday morning sidewalk
wishing lord that i was stoned
’cause there’s something in a sunday
makes a body feel alone.
and there’s nothing sure of dying
half as lonesome as the sound
on the sleepy city sidewalk
sunday morning coming down.
in the park i saw a daddy
with the laughing little girl that he was swinging
and i stopped beside a sunday school
and listened to the song that they were singing.
then i headed back for home
and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing
and it echoed through the canyon
like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.
on the sunday morning sidewalk
wishing lord that i was stoned
’cause there’s something in a sunday
makes a body feel alone.
and there’s nothing sure of dying
half as lonesome as the sound
on the sleepy city sidewalk
sunday morning coming down…
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