Chords for Johhny Cash and Kris Kristofferson

[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well, I woke up Sunday morning with [Eb] no way to hold my [F] head
[Bb] And _ _ _ _ _ _ the beer I had for breakfast [Gm] wasn't bad, so I had one more [F] for dessert
Then _ _ _ _ [Bb] I fumbled through my closet for [Eb] my clothes and found my cleanest dirty [Bb] shirt
_ _ [Gm] _ _
Then I washed my face [F] and combed my hair, stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
I'd _ _ _ _
[Bb] smoked my brain the night [Eb] before on [F] cigarettes and songs [Bb] that I'd been picking _ _ _ _ _
But I lit my first and watched a [Gm] small kid cussing at a can that he [F] was kicking
_ _ Then _ _ [Bb] I crossed the empty street and caught [Eb] the Sunday smell of [Bb] someone's fried chicken
_ _ [Gm] _ _ _
[Eb] Thought it took me back to something that I'd lost [F] somehow somewhere along [Bb] the way
_ _ On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, _ _ wishing love without [Bb] a stone
_ _ Oh, the sun beating [F] in a Sunday _ makes your body feel [Bb] alone
_ _ _ _ There's nothing sure [Eb] of dying, _ _ half as lonesome [Bb] as the sound
_ _ _ Off a sleeping city [F] sidewalk, _ _ _ Sunday morning [Bb] coming down
_ _ In _ the park I saw a daddy [Eb] with a laughing [C] little girl who he [Bb] was swinging _ _ _ _ _ _
And I stopped beside a Sunday school [Gm] and listened to the song they [F] were singing
_ Then _ _ _ [Bb] I headed back for home, [Eb] somewhere far away a lonely bell [Bb] was ringing
_ And [Gm] _ _ _
[Eb] it echoed through [F] the canyon like a disappearing dream of [Bb] yesterday
_ _ _ On a Sunday morning [Eb] sidewalk, _ _ wishing love without [Bb] a stone
_ _ Cause there's something [F] in a Sunday _ that makes your body feel [Bb] alone
And _ there's nothing [Eb] sure of dying, _ half as lonesome [Bb] as the sound
_ _ _ Off a sleeping [F] city sidewalk, _ _ _ Sunday [Dm] morning coming [Bb] down _ _ _