Sunday Morning Coming Down Lyrics

Johnny Cash

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publisher: ©Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
writers: Kris Kristofferson
release date:
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genres: Folk, World, & Country
styles: Country Rock

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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.

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