Sunday Morning Coming Down por Johnny Cash, tablaturas e acordes no PlayUkuleleNET

Sunday Morning Coming Down

Biografia:

John Ray Cash, mais conhecido como Johnny Cash, (Kingsland, 26 de Fevereiro de 1932 — Nashville, 12 de Setembro de 2003) foi um cantor e compositor americano de música Country, conhecido por seus fãs como "O Homem de Preto". Em uma carreira que durou quase cinco décadas, ele foi para muitas pessoas a personificação do Country. Sua voz sepulcral e o distintivo som "boom chicka boom" de sua banda de apoio "Tennessee Two" podem ser reconhecidos instantaneamente por inúmeras pessoas.

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This song was writen by Kris Kristofferson and later proformed by Johnny Cash

G
Well, i woke up sunday morning
G7 C G
With no wave apon my head that didn't hurt
G Am
And the beer i had for breakfast wosen't bad
Am G
So I had one for desert

G G7
Then I stumbled to the closet and I
C G Am
Found my cleanest dirty shirt
C Am
And I shaved my face and combed my hair
C Am G
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

G G7
I'd smoked my mind the night before
C G
With cigarettes and songs I'd been pickin'
G Am
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Am G
Cussin' at a can that he was kicking
G G7
Then I crossed the empty street
C G Am
And caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
C Am
And it took me back to somethin'
C Am G G7
That I'd lost somehow, somewhere along the way

G7 C
On the Sunday morning sidewalk
C G Am
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
C Am
'Cos there's something in a Sunday
C G
Makes a body feel alone
G G7 C
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
C G Am
Half as lonesome as the sound,
C Am
On the sleepin' city sidewalks:
C Am G
Sunday mornin' comin' down.

G G7
In the park I saw a daddy
G7 C G
With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
G
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
G Am G
And listened to the song they were singin'
G G7
Then I headed back for home
G7 C G Am
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
Am C Am
And it echoed through the canyons
C Am G G7
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

G7 C
On the Sunday morning sidewalk
C G Am
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned
C Am
'Cos there's something in a Sunday
C G
Makes a body feel alone
G G7 C
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
C G Am
Half as lonesome as the sound,
C Am
On the sleepin' city sidewalks:
C Am G
Sunday mornin' comin' down.

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