Ferlin Husky - Sunday Morning Coming Down
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com [00:06.86]I woke up Sunday morning [00:09.63]With no way to hold my head [00:12.27]That didn't hurt [00:19.19]And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [00:22.91]Bad so I had one for dessert [00:32.44]Then I fumbled in my closet [00:35.44]Through my clothes found my cleanest dirty shirt [00:45.05]And I wash my face [00:47.07]And combed my hair [00:48.61]And stumbled down the stairs [00:50.73]To greet the day [00:57.86]I'd smoked my mind the night before [01:01.05]With cigarettes and songs [01:03.67]That I've been pickin' [01:10.58]And I lit my first and watched a small kid [01:14.14]Cussin' at a can that he been kickin' [01:23.30]I crossed the empty street [01:26.37]Caught the Sunday smell [01:28.01]Of someone cooking chicken [01:35.85]And it took me back to something [01:39.19]That I'd lost somewhere [01:40.75]Somehow along the way [01:46.57]On the Sunday morning sidewalk [01:52.89]Wishing Lord that I was stoned [01:59.67]Cause there's something in a Sunday [02:05.24]That makes a body feel alone [02:11.75]And there's nothing short of dying [02:17.75]It's half as lonesome as the sound [02:24.62]On the sleeping city sidewalk [02:30.39]Sunday morning coming down [02:38.75]In the park I saw a daddy [02:41.84]With a laughing little girl [02:44.98]He was swing in [02:51.31]And I stopped beside the Sunday school [02:54.66]To listen to the song [02:57.58]That they were singing [03:03.82]I headed on to walk home [03:06.90]And somewhere far away [03:09.62]A bell was ringing [03:16.18]And it echoed thru the canyon like [03:19.68]The disappearing dreams of yesterday [03:26.73]On the Sunday morning sidewalk [03:32.98]Wishing Lord that I was stoned [03:39.64]Cause there's something in a Sunday [03:45.14]That makes a body feel alone [03:51.67]And there's nothing short of dying
Sunday Morning Coming DownLRC滚动歌词
[00:00.00]时代音乐网 www.78497.com[00:06.86]I woke up Sunday morning
[00:09.63]With no way to hold my head
[00:12.27]That didn't hurt
[00:19.19]And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't
[00:22.91]Bad so I had one for dessert
[00:32.44]Then I fumbled in my closet
[00:35.44]Through my clothes found my cleanest dirty shirt
[00:45.05]And I wash my face
[00:47.07]And combed my hair
[00:48.61]And stumbled down the stairs
[00:50.73]To greet the day
[00:57.86]I'd smoked my mind the night before
[01:01.05]With cigarettes and songs
[01:03.67]That I've been pickin'
[01:10.58]And I lit my first and watched a small kid
[01:14.14]Cussin' at a can that he been kickin'
[01:23.30]I crossed the empty street
[01:26.37]Caught the Sunday smell
[01:28.01]Of someone cooking chicken
[01:35.85]And it took me back to something
[01:39.19]That I'd lost somewhere
[01:40.75]Somehow along the way
[01:46.57]On the Sunday morning sidewalk
[01:52.89]Wishing Lord that I was stoned
[01:59.67]Cause there's something in a Sunday
[02:05.24]That makes a body feel alone
[02:11.75]And there's nothing short of dying
[02:17.75]It's half as lonesome as the sound
[02:24.62]On the sleeping city sidewalk
[02:30.39]Sunday morning coming down
[02:38.75]In the park I saw a daddy
[02:41.84]With a laughing little girl
[02:44.98]He was swing in
[02:51.31]And I stopped beside the Sunday school
[02:54.66]To listen to the song
[02:57.58]That they were singing
[03:03.82]I headed on to walk home
[03:06.90]And somewhere far away
[03:09.62]A bell was ringing
[03:16.18]And it echoed thru the canyon like
[03:19.68]The disappearing dreams of yesterday
[03:26.73]On the Sunday morning sidewalk
[03:32.98]Wishing Lord that I was stoned
[03:39.64]Cause there's something in a Sunday
[03:45.14]That makes a body feel alone
[03:51.67]And there's nothing short of dying