Chords for Johnny Cash & Kris Kristofferson - Sunday Morning Coming Down

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Johnny  Cash & Kris Kristofferson - Sunday Morning Coming Down chords
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Home and I really thank you very much for the reception here.
My hobby is photography and tonight
I'm going to show you some of the pictures.
I've taken
This first one was taken in Jamaica during a recent vacation
It's a kind of a different look at one of the biggest motion picture and music stars in the world
He is also my guest tonight Chris Christopherson
Thank you, John
I didn't know you took such good pictures.
Oh, well sometimes
You know Chris and his wife Rita Coolidge were two of the people we came to California to just to be with but when we
Got here.
Chris was in Natchez, Mississippi making a movie and Chris
I really want to thank you for flying in just for Duke to do this show.
I really appreciate it
I'm honored I get to play with Tennessee three plus four
Hey, let's do let's do a song.
Here's a song that Chris wrote what ten years ago
And I sang it and I loved it and I've been singing it so long
I've kind of claimed it all for my own, but I would really be honored if you'd sing it with me.
You might
Up to now.
That was the proudest moment of my life.
This might be the proudest
[Bb] Well woke up Sunday morning [Eb] with no way to hold [F] my head that [Bb] didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast [Am] [Gm] wasn't bad.
So I had one more for [F] dessert
[Bb] Then I fumbled in my closet [Eb] through my clothes and found my cleanest [Bb] dirty shirt
[Gm] Then [Eb] I washed my [F] face and comb my hair
Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
[Bb] I
Took my brain and that [Eb] before
cigarettes [F] the songs that [Bb] I didn't pick it
But I let my first and watch the [Gm] small kid cussing at a can that he [F] was picking
Then [Bb] I crossed the industry and [Eb] caught the Sunday smell of someone [Bb] frying chicken
Lord, [Gm] [Eb] it took me [F] back to something that I lost somehow somewhere [Bb] long way
[Eb]
Wishing [Cm] more that [Bb] I was stoned
Or something [F] about a Sunday
That makes the body feel [Bb] alone
And there's nothing short [Eb] of dying
Half as lonesome as [Bb] the sound
Of sleeping city [F] sidewalk Sunday
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Home and I really thank you very much for the reception here.
My hobby is photography and tonight
I'm going to show you some of the pictures.
I've taken
This first one was taken in Jamaica during a recent vacation
It's a kind of a different look at one of the biggest motion picture and music stars in the world
He is also my guest tonight Chris Christopherson
_ Thank _ _ _ _ _ _ _ you, John
I didn't know you took such good pictures.
Oh, well sometimes
You know Chris and his wife Rita Coolidge were two of the people we came to California to just to be with but when we
Got here.
Chris was in Natchez, Mississippi making a movie and Chris
I really want to thank you for flying in just for Duke to do this show.
I really appreciate it
I'm honored I get to play with Tennessee three plus four
_ Hey, let's do let's do a song.
Here's a song that Chris wrote what ten years ago
And I sang it and I loved it and I've been singing it so long
I've kind of claimed it all for my own, but I would really be honored if you'd sing it with me.
You might
Up to now.
That was the proudest moment of my life.
This might be the proudest
[Bb] _ Well _ _ _ _ _ _ woke up Sunday morning [Eb] with no way to hold [F] my head that [Bb] didn't hurt _ _ _ _
And the beer I had for breakfast [Am] [Gm] wasn't bad.
So I had one more for [F] dessert _ _ _ _ _
[Bb] Then I fumbled in my closet [Eb] through my clothes and found my cleanest [Bb] dirty shirt
_ [Gm] Then _ _ [Eb] I washed my [F] face and comb my hair
Stumbled down the stairs to meet the day.
[Bb] I
Took my brain and that [Eb] before
cigarettes [F] the songs that [Bb] I didn't pick it _ _
_ _ _ But I let my first and watch the [Gm] small kid cussing at a can that he [F] was picking
Then _ _ _ [Bb] I crossed the industry and [Eb] caught the Sunday smell of someone [Bb] frying chicken
Lord, [Gm] _ _ _ [Eb] it took me [F] back to something that I lost somehow somewhere [Bb] long way _ _ _
_ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ _
_ Wishing [Cm] more that [Bb] I was stoned _ _
_ Or something [F] about a Sunday _
That makes the body feel [Bb] alone
_ And _ there's nothing short [Eb] of dying _
Half as lonesome as [Bb] the sound _ _
Of sleeping city [F] sidewalk _ _ Sunday
_ _ _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ [Eb] _ _ _ [Bb] _ _ _ _
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