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Sunday Morning Coming Down

Biography:

Kristoffer Kristofferson (born June 22, 1936) is an American singer-songwriter and actor. Among his songwriting credits are the songs "Me and Bobby McGee", "For the Good Times", "Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down", and "Help Me Make It Through the Night", all of which were hits for other artists. Kristofferson composed his own songs and collaborated with Nashville songwriters such as Shel Silverstein.

In 1985, Kristofferson joined fellow country artists Waylon Jennings

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[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
Than I fumble through my closet for
C G
my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
Em
and I shaved my face and combed my hair
D
and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

[Verse 3]

G
I'd smoked my brain the night before
C G
and cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin'
Em
but I lit my first and watched a small kid
D
cussin' at a can that he was kicking

[Verse 4]

G
Then I crossed the empty street and caught
C G
the sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken

and it took me back to somethin' that
Em D
I'd lost somehow somewhere along away

[Chorus]

C
On a 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 side walks
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'
Em
and I stopped beside a sunday school
D
and listened to the song that they were singin'

[Verse 6]

G
Then I headed back for home and
C G
somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
Em
and it echoed thru the canyon like
D
the disepparing dreams of yesterday.

Alternative chords

[Verse]

C
Well I woke up Sunday morning
F C
with no way to hold my head that it didn't hurt
Am
and the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
G G7 C G7
so I had one more for dessert
C
Then I fumbled through my closet
F C Am
for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
F G7
and I shaved my face and I combed my hair and
F G7
stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

[Verse]

C
I smoked my brain the night before
F C
with cigarettes and songs that I had been pickin'
C
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Am G G7 C G7
cussin' at a can that he was kickin'
C
And I crossed the empty street
F C Am
and caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
F G7
And it took me back to somethin'
F G7 C
that I 'd lost somewhere somehow along the way

[Chorus]

F
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk
C
wishin' Lord that I was stone
G7
'cause there's somethin' in Sunday
C C7
that makes a body feel alone
F
and there's nothing short of dyin'
C
half as lonesome as the sound
G G7 F
of a sleepin' city sidewalk
G7 C
Sunday mornin' comin' down

[Verse]

In the park I saw a daddy
F C
with a laughing little girl that he was swingin'

and I stopped beside a Sunday school
Am G G7 C G7
and listened to the songs that they were singin'
C
and I headed back for home
F C Am
and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
F G7
and it echoed through the canyon
F G7 C
like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

[Chorus]

F
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk
C
wishin' Lord that I was stone
G7
'cause there's somethin' in Sunday
C C7
that makes a body feel alone
F
and there's nothing short of dyin'
C
half as lonesome as the sound
G G7 F
of a sleepin' city sidewalk
G7 C
Sunday mornin' comin' down

F
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk
C
wishin' Lord that I was stone
G7
'cause there's somethin' in Sunday
C C7
that makes a body feel alone
F
and there's nothing short of dyin'
C
half as lonesome as the sound
G G7 F
of a sleepin' city sidewalk
G7 C
Sunday mornin' comin' down