Chords for JOHNNY CASH Sunday Morning Coming Down" lyrics-HQ
Tempo:
150 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
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Eb
Fm
F
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[N] [Ab]
Well, I woke up Sunday morning [Db] with no way to hold my [Eb] head that didn't hurt
[Ab]
And the beer I had for breakfast [Fm] wasn't bad, so I had one more for [Eb] dessert
Then I [Ab] fumbled in my closet, threw [Db] my clothes and found my cleanest dirty [Ab] shirt
[Fm]
And then I [Db] washed my face and [Eb] combed my hair, stumbled down the stairs to meet today
I [Ab] smoked my mind the night before [Db] with cigarettes and [Eb] songs that I'd [Ab] been picking
Then I lit my first and watched the small [Fm] boy, cause the night again that he [Eb] was kicking
Then I [Ab] crossed the empty street, caught [Db] the Sunday smell of someone frying [Ab] chicken
And [Fm]
it [Db] took me back to [Eb] something that I lost somewhere somehow along [Ab] the way
On a Sunday [Fm] morning [Db] sidewalk, I'm wishing Lord that I was [Ab]
stoned
Cause there's something about [Eb] a Sunday that'll make your body feel [Ab] alone
There ain't nothing short of [Db] dire, [Ab]
[Db] half as lonesome as [Ab] the sound
Of a sleeping city [Eb] sidewalk and a Sunday morning coming [Ab] down
In the park I saw a daddy with a [Db] laughing little [Eb] girl that he was [Ab] swinging
Then I stopped beside the Sunday school, [Fm] listened to the songs that they [Eb] were singing
Heard ringing in the sheets, we [Ab] went on down the road [Eb] and somewhere [Db] far [F] away a [Db] lonely bell was [Ab] ringing
[Fm]
[Db] And it echoed through the [Eb] canyon like a disappearing dream yesterday
[Ab]
On a Sunday morning [Db] sidewalk, [Ab] [Db] I'm wishing Lord that I was [Ab] stoned
[Eb] Cause [Ab] there's something about [Eb] a Sunday that'll make your body feel [Ab]
alone
There ain't nothing short of [Db] dire, half as lonesome as [Ab] the sound
Of a sleeping city [Eb] sidewalk and a Sunday morning coming down
Well, I woke up Sunday morning [Db] with no way to hold my [Eb] head that didn't hurt
[Ab]
And the beer I had for breakfast [Fm] wasn't bad, so I had one more for [Eb] dessert
Then I [Ab] fumbled in my closet, threw [Db] my clothes and found my cleanest dirty [Ab] shirt
[Fm]
And then I [Db] washed my face and [Eb] combed my hair, stumbled down the stairs to meet today
I [Ab] smoked my mind the night before [Db] with cigarettes and [Eb] songs that I'd [Ab] been picking
Then I lit my first and watched the small [Fm] boy, cause the night again that he [Eb] was kicking
Then I [Ab] crossed the empty street, caught [Db] the Sunday smell of someone frying [Ab] chicken
And [Fm]
it [Db] took me back to [Eb] something that I lost somewhere somehow along [Ab] the way
On a Sunday [Fm] morning [Db] sidewalk, I'm wishing Lord that I was [Ab]
stoned
Cause there's something about [Eb] a Sunday that'll make your body feel [Ab] alone
There ain't nothing short of [Db] dire, [Ab]
[Db] half as lonesome as [Ab] the sound
Of a sleeping city [Eb] sidewalk and a Sunday morning coming [Ab] down
In the park I saw a daddy with a [Db] laughing little [Eb] girl that he was [Ab] swinging
Then I stopped beside the Sunday school, [Fm] listened to the songs that they [Eb] were singing
Heard ringing in the sheets, we [Ab] went on down the road [Eb] and somewhere [Db] far [F] away a [Db] lonely bell was [Ab] ringing
[Fm]
[Db] And it echoed through the [Eb] canyon like a disappearing dream yesterday
[Ab]
On a Sunday morning [Db] sidewalk, [Ab] [Db] I'm wishing Lord that I was [Ab] stoned
[Eb] Cause [Ab] there's something about [Eb] a Sunday that'll make your body feel [Ab]
alone
There ain't nothing short of [Db] dire, half as lonesome as [Ab] the sound
Of a sleeping city [Eb] sidewalk and a Sunday morning coming down
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[N] _ _ _ _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, I woke up Sunday morning [Db] with no way to hold my [Eb] head that didn't hurt
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _
_ _ And the beer I had for breakfast _ [Fm] wasn't bad, so I had one more for [Eb] dessert _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Then I [Ab] fumbled in my closet, threw [Db] my clothes and found my cleanest dirty [Ab] shirt _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
And then I [Db] washed my face and [Eb] combed my hair, _ stumbled down the stairs to meet today
I _ _ [Ab] smoked my mind the night before [Db] with cigarettes and [Eb] songs that I'd [Ab] been picking _ _
_ _ _ _ Then I lit my first and watched the small [Fm] boy, cause the night again that he [Eb] was kicking _
Then _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I [Ab] crossed the empty street, caught [Db] the Sunday smell of _ someone frying [Ab] chicken
_ And _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ it [Db] took me back to [Eb] something that I lost somewhere somehow along [Ab] the way _ _
_ _ _ _ On a Sunday [Fm] morning [Db] _ sidewalk, _ _ _ _ _ I'm wishing Lord that I was [Ab] _
stoned
_ _ _ Cause _ there's something about [Eb] a Sunday _ _ _ that'll make your body feel [Ab] _ alone _ _
_ _ _ There ain't nothing short of [Db] dire, _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Db] _ half as lonesome as [Ab] the sound _ _ _ _ _
Of a sleeping city [Eb] _ sidewalk _ _ _ and a Sunday morning coming [Ab] down _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
In the park I saw a daddy with a [Db] laughing little [Eb] girl that he was [Ab] swinging
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Then I stopped beside the Sunday school, [Fm] listened to the songs that they [Eb] were singing
_ _ _ _ Heard ringing in the sheets, we [Ab] went on down the road [Eb] and somewhere [Db] far [F] away a [Db] lonely bell was [Ab] ringing _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] And it echoed through the [Eb] canyon like a disappearing dream yesterday
[Ab] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ On a Sunday morning [Db] _ sidewalk, _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] I'm wishing Lord that I was [Ab] stoned _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] Cause [Ab] there's something about [Eb] a Sunday _ _ _ that'll _ make your body feel [Ab] _
alone
_ _ _ There _ ain't nothing short of [Db] dire, _ _ _ _ _ _ half as lonesome as [Ab] the _ sound _
_ _ _ _ Of a sleeping city _ [Eb] _ sidewalk _ _ _ _ _ and a Sunday morning _ _ coming down _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ Well, I woke up Sunday morning [Db] with no way to hold my [Eb] head that didn't hurt
_ [Ab] _ _ _ _
_ _ And the beer I had for breakfast _ [Fm] wasn't bad, so I had one more for [Eb] dessert _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ Then I [Ab] fumbled in my closet, threw [Db] my clothes and found my cleanest dirty [Ab] shirt _ _ _
_ _ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _
And then I [Db] washed my face and [Eb] combed my hair, _ stumbled down the stairs to meet today
I _ _ [Ab] smoked my mind the night before [Db] with cigarettes and [Eb] songs that I'd [Ab] been picking _ _
_ _ _ _ Then I lit my first and watched the small [Fm] boy, cause the night again that he [Eb] was kicking _
Then _ _ _ _ _ _ _ I [Ab] crossed the empty street, caught [Db] the Sunday smell of _ someone frying [Ab] chicken
_ And _ _ [Fm] _
_ _ _ _ it [Db] took me back to [Eb] something that I lost somewhere somehow along [Ab] the way _ _
_ _ _ _ On a Sunday [Fm] morning [Db] _ sidewalk, _ _ _ _ _ I'm wishing Lord that I was [Ab] _
stoned
_ _ _ Cause _ there's something about [Eb] a Sunday _ _ _ that'll make your body feel [Ab] _ alone _ _
_ _ _ There ain't nothing short of [Db] dire, _ _ _ [Ab] _ _
[Db] _ half as lonesome as [Ab] the sound _ _ _ _ _
Of a sleeping city [Eb] _ sidewalk _ _ _ and a Sunday morning coming [Ab] down _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
In the park I saw a daddy with a [Db] laughing little [Eb] girl that he was [Ab] swinging
_ _ _ _ _ _ _
Then I stopped beside the Sunday school, [Fm] listened to the songs that they [Eb] were singing
_ _ _ _ Heard ringing in the sheets, we [Ab] went on down the road [Eb] and somewhere [Db] far [F] away a [Db] lonely bell was [Ab] ringing _ _ _
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _ _ _ _
[Db] And it echoed through the [Eb] canyon like a disappearing dream yesterday
[Ab] _
_ _ _ _ _ _ On a Sunday morning [Db] _ sidewalk, _ _ [Ab] _ _ [Db] I'm wishing Lord that I was [Ab] stoned _ _ _
_ _ _ [Eb] Cause [Ab] there's something about [Eb] a Sunday _ _ _ that'll _ make your body feel [Ab] _
alone
_ _ _ There _ ain't nothing short of [Db] dire, _ _ _ _ _ _ half as lonesome as [Ab] the _ sound _
_ _ _ _ Of a sleeping city _ [Eb] _ sidewalk _ _ _ _ _ and a Sunday morning _ _ coming down _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _