Текст (слова) песни: Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming 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 in my closet through my clothes

And found my cleanest dirty shirt.

Then I washed my face and combed my hair

And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.

I`d smoked my mind the night before

With cigarettes and songs I`d been picking.

But I lit my first and watched a small kid

Playing with a can that he was kicking.

Then I walked across the street

And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken.

And Lord, it took me back to something that I`d lost

Somewhere, somehow along the way.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,

I`m wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.

`Cause there`s something in a Sunday

That makes a body feel alone.

And there`s nothing short a` dying

That`s half as lonesome as the sound

Of the sleeping city sidewalk

And Sunday morning coming down.

In the park I saw a daddy

With a laughing little girl that he was swinging.

And I stopped beside a Sunday school

And listened to the songs they were singing.

Then I headed down the street,

And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing,

And it echoed through the canyon

Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

On a Sunday morning sidewalk,

I`m wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.

`Cause there`s something in a Sunday

That makes a body feel alone.

And there`s nothing short a` dying

That`s half as lonesome as the sound

Of the sleeping city sidewalk

And Sunday morning coming down.

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Меню » Главная » Музыка » Правила » В избранное	Музыка RU: 0-9 А Б В Г Д Е Ж З И К Л М Н О П Р С Т У Ф Х Ц Ч Ш Щ Э Ю Я EN: A B C D E F G H I J K L M N O P Q R S T U V W X Y Z Текст (слова) песни: Johnny Cash - Sunday Morning Coming 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 in my closet through my clothes And found my cleanest dirty shirt. Then I washed my face and combed my hair And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day. I`d smoked my mind the night before With cigarettes and songs I`d been picking. But I lit my first and watched a small kid Playing with a can that he was kicking. Then I walked across the street And caught the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken. And Lord, it took me back to something that I`d lost Somewhere, somehow along the way. On a Sunday morning sidewalk, I`m wishing, Lord, that I was stoned. `Cause there`s something in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone. And there`s nothing short a` dying That`s half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleeping city sidewalk And Sunday morning coming down. In the park I saw a daddy With a laughing little girl that he was swinging. And I stopped beside a Sunday school And listened to the songs they were singing. Then I headed down the street, And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing, And it echoed through the canyon Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday. On a Sunday morning sidewalk, I`m wishing, Lord, that I was stoned. `Cause there`s something in a Sunday That makes a body feel alone. And there`s nothing short a` dying That`s half as lonesome as the sound Of the sleeping city sidewalk And Sunday morning coming down. Нравится песня? Расскажи о ней друзьям: Прямая ссылка на текст песни Sunday Morning Coming Down: http://musworld.ru/music/eng/109/1/18486.html Все тексты песен: Johnny Cash » Johnny Cash - I Don`t Know Where I`m Bound » Johnny Cash - The Man Comes Around (Alt take) » Johnny Cash - My Grandfather`s Clock » Johnny Cash - The One Rose (That`s Left In My Heart) » Johnny Cash - Tennessee Stud » Johnny Cash - The Wall » Johnny Cash - Five Feet High And Rising » Johnny Cash - The Running Kind (featuring Tom Petty) » Johnny Cash - Tear Stained Letter » Johnny Cash - It Was Jesus » Johnny Cash - I`m Leavin` Now » Johnny Cash - You Are My Sunshine » Johnny Cash - Thirteen » Johnny Cash - My Grandfathers Clock » Johnny Cash - Let The Lower Lights Be Burning » Johnny Cash - Farther Along » Johnny Cash - Would You Lay With Me » Johnny Cash - The One On The Left Is On The Right » Johnny Cash - God Bless Robert E. Lee » Johnny Cash - Cindy (featuring Nick Cave) Рекомендуем скачать: » Булат Окуджава - Время идет, хоть шути » Булат Окуджава - Ну чем тебе потрафить » Браво - Орел » Булат Окуджава - Ах, война, она не год еще протянет... » Борис Браславский - Затянувшийся роман » Борис Моисеев - Гаврош » Башаков бэнд - Месяц » Борис Вахнюк - Стоит мой дом на Сучьем болоте... » Булат Окуджава - Два великих слова (Стихи) » Би-2 - Революция » Бригадный подряд - Щенки » Борис Вячеславов - Монолог » Бочаров Владимир - Через неделю новый год » Борис Вахнюк - О, пестрые краски перрона!.. » Борис Вахнюк - Так было, было... Значит, повторится... » Булат Окуджава - Дорожная песня » Борис Бурда - О вреде самолечения » Борис Вахнюк - Дочери Олесе » Борис Бурда - Песенка о числе концов » Борис Гордон - Чебоксары
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