Sunday Morning Coming Down por Johnny Cash, tablaturas y acordes en PlayUkuleleNET

Sunday Morning Coming Down

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Johnny Cash, nacido John Ray Cash (26 de febrero de 1932 - 12 de septiembre de 2003) fue un cantautor estadounidense de country, gospel, rock and roll y rockabilly. Fue uno de los máximos representantes de la música country, aunque creó su propio subgénero musical.

Cash fue conocido por su profunda voz, por el característico sonido boom-chick-a-boom de su banda de acompañamiento, los Tennessee Three y, por vestir ropa oscura, lo que le valió el apodo de «El Hombre de Negro» («The Man in Black»).

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Well I woke up Sunday mornin'
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With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
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And the beer I had for breakast wasn't bad
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So I had one more for desert
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Then I fumbled through my closet
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And through my clothes and found my cleanest, dirty shirt
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Then I washed my face and combed my hair
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And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
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Well I smoked my mind the night before
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With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
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Then I lit my first and watched a small kid
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Playin' with a can that he was kickin'
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Then I walked across the street
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And cuaght the Sunaday smell of someones fryin' chickin
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And Lord it took me back something
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That I lost somewhere, somehow along the way.

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On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
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I'm wishin' Lord that I was stoned
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'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
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That makes a body feel alone
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And there's nothin' short of dyin'
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That's half as lonesome as the sound
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Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
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And Sunday mornin' comin' down

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In the park I saw a daddy
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With a laughin' little girl that he was swingin'
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Then I stopped beside a Sunday School
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And listen to the songs they were singin'
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Then I headed down the street
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And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
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And it echoed through the canyon
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Like the disappearin' dreams of yesterday

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On a Sunday mornin' sidewalk
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I'm wishin' Lord that I was stoned
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'Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
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That makes a body feel alone
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And there's nothin' short of dyin'
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That's half as lonesome as the sound
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Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
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And Sunday mornin' comin' down

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