Chords for Ray Price Sunday Morning Coming Down
Tempo:
87.1 bpm
Chords used:
D
A
G
Bm
Em
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[G] [A]
[D] [A] [D] [A]
Well, [A] I woke up Sunday morning with [G] no way to hold my head that [D] didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [Bm] bad, so I had one more for dessert.
[A] Then I found more [D] food in the [G] corner of the room, and found my [D] cleanest dirty shirt.
[G] And I shaved my face and combed my hair and [Em] stumbled down the stairs to [A] meet the day.
Well, [D] I'd smoked my brain the night before with [G] cigarettes and [E] songs that I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a [Bm] small kid cussing at a can that he was [Em] kicking.
[D] [A] [D] [A]
Well, [A] I woke up Sunday morning with [G] no way to hold my head that [D] didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [Bm] bad, so I had one more for dessert.
[A] Then I found more [D] food in the [G] corner of the room, and found my [D] cleanest dirty shirt.
[G] And I shaved my face and combed my hair and [Em] stumbled down the stairs to [A] meet the day.
Well, [D] I'd smoked my brain the night before with [G] cigarettes and [E] songs that I'd been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a [Bm] small kid cussing at a can that he was [Em] kicking.
100% ➙ 87BPM
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_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A]
Well, [A] I woke up Sunday morning with [G] no way to hold my head that [D] didn't hurt. _ _ _ _ _
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [Bm] bad, so I had one more for dessert.
[Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[A] Then I found more [D] food in the [G] corner of the room, and found my [D] cleanest dirty shirt.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] And I shaved my face and combed my hair and [Em] stumbled down the stairs to [A] meet the day. _ _ _ _
Well, [D] I'd smoked my brain the night before with [G] cigarettes and [E] songs that I'd been picking.
[D] _ _ _ _ _
_ But I lit my first and watched a [Bm] small kid cussing at a can that he was [Em] kicking.
_ [E] _ _ [A] _
_ [A] Then I [D] crossed the empty street and caught [G] the Sunday smell of someone [D] buying chicken. _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [G] And it took me back [Em] to something that [A] I'd lost somehow somewhere [D] along the [A] way.
_ [D]
On the Sunday [G] morning sidewalk, _ _ _ wishing Lord that [D] I was gone. _
Cause there's something in a [A] Sunday that _ makes a body [D] feel alone. _ _
And there's nothing short [G] of dying, _ _ half as lonesome as [D] the sound. _ _
On the sleeping [A] city sidewalk, _ _ _ Sunday morning [D] coming down.
In _
_ [A] _ [D] the park I saw a daddy with a laughing [G] little girl that he was swinging. _ _ _ _
_ And I stopped beside a Sunday school [Bm] and listened to the song that [E] they were singing.
[A] _ _
Then _ [D] I headed back _ [G] the long way, all lonely, [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [D] and it echoed through [Em] the canyon [A] like the disappearing dreams [D] of yesterday. _ _ _
On the Sunday [G] morning sidewalk, _ _ _ wishing Lord that [D] I was gone. _ _ _
Cause there's something [A] in a Sunday that _ makes a body [D] feel alone. _ _ _
And there's nothing [G] short of dying, _ _ half as lonesome [D] as the sound. _ _
On the sleeping city [A] sidewalk, _ _ Sunday morning [D] coming down. _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ _ _ [G] _ _ _ _ [A] _
_ [D] _ _ [A] _ _ [D] _ _ [A]
Well, [A] I woke up Sunday morning with [G] no way to hold my head that [D] didn't hurt. _ _ _ _ _
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [Bm] bad, so I had one more for dessert.
[Em] _ _ _ [G] _ _ _
[A] Then I found more [D] food in the [G] corner of the room, and found my [D] cleanest dirty shirt.
_ _ _ [Bm] _ _
[G] And I shaved my face and combed my hair and [Em] stumbled down the stairs to [A] meet the day. _ _ _ _
Well, [D] I'd smoked my brain the night before with [G] cigarettes and [E] songs that I'd been picking.
[D] _ _ _ _ _
_ But I lit my first and watched a [Bm] small kid cussing at a can that he was [Em] kicking.
_ [E] _ _ [A] _
_ [A] Then I [D] crossed the empty street and caught [G] the Sunday smell of someone [D] buying chicken. _ _ _
[Bm] _ _ [G] And it took me back [Em] to something that [A] I'd lost somehow somewhere [D] along the [A] way.
_ [D]
On the Sunday [G] morning sidewalk, _ _ _ wishing Lord that [D] I was gone. _
Cause there's something in a [A] Sunday that _ makes a body [D] feel alone. _ _
And there's nothing short [G] of dying, _ _ half as lonesome as [D] the sound. _ _
On the sleeping [A] city sidewalk, _ _ _ Sunday morning [D] coming down.
In _
_ [A] _ [D] the park I saw a daddy with a laughing [G] little girl that he was swinging. _ _ _ _
_ And I stopped beside a Sunday school [Bm] and listened to the song that [E] they were singing.
[A] _ _
Then _ [D] I headed back _ [G] the long way, all lonely, [D] _ _ _ _ [Bm] _
_ _ [D] and it echoed through [Em] the canyon [A] like the disappearing dreams [D] of yesterday. _ _ _
On the Sunday [G] morning sidewalk, _ _ _ wishing Lord that [D] I was gone. _ _ _
Cause there's something [A] in a Sunday that _ makes a body [D] feel alone. _ _ _
And there's nothing [G] short of dying, _ _ half as lonesome [D] as the sound. _ _
On the sleeping city [A] sidewalk, _ _ Sunday morning [D] coming down. _ _ _
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