Sammi Smith – Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down Lyrics
Artist: Sammi Smith
Song: Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down
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
Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
Then I washed my face, combed my hair
Stumbled down the stairs to greet the day
Well, I’d smoked my brain the night before
With cigarettes and songs that I’d been pickin’
Well, I’d lit my first and watched a small kid
Cussin’ at a can that he was kickin’
Then I crossed the empty street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin’ chicken
And it took me back to somеthin’
That I’d lost somehow, somewherе along the way
On the Sunday morning sidewalk
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’
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin’ city sidewalk
Sunday mornin’ comin’ down
In the park, I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl who he was swingin’
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And listened to the song that they were singin’
Then I headed back for home
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’
And it echoed through the canyons
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 nothin’ short of dyin’
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin’ city sidewalk
Sunday mornin’ comin’ down
On the sleepin’ city sidewalk
Sunday mornin’ comin’ down
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Release Year: 1976