Sunday Morning Coming Down Chords by Ray Stevens
Tempo:
84.4 bpm
Chords used:
C#
F#
G#
A#m
D#m
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
Well, I woke up Sunday morning [F#] with no way to hold my head that [C#] didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [A#m] bad, so I had one more for [G#] dessert
[G#] Then [C#] I fumbled through my closet for [F#] my clothes and found my cleanest [C#] dirty shirt
[A#m] [F#] And I shaved my face, combed my hair, [D#m] stumbled down the stairs [G#] to meet the day
[C#] [G#] [C#] Well, I smoked my brain the night before [F#] with cigarettes and songs that I'd [C#] been a-pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small [A#m] kid cussin' at a can that [G#] he was kickin'
[C#] [G#] Then I [C#] crossed the empty street and caught [F#] the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken
[A#m] [F#] And it took me back [D#m] to something [F#] that I'd lost [G#] somehow somewhere [C#] along the way
On the Sunday [F#] morning sidewalk, wishin' Lord [C#] that I was stoned
[A#m] [C#] Cause there's somethin' [G#] in a Sunday [F#] [G#] makes a body [C#] feel alone
[Fm] And there's nothin' [F#] sure to die half as [C#] lonesome as the sound
[A#m] [C#] On a sleepy [G#] city sidewalk, Sunday morning [C#] comin' down
[F#] [C#] In the park I saw a daddy, [F#] [C#] he was swingin'
And I stopped beside the Sunday [A#m] school and listened to the song that [G#] they were singin'
[C#] [G#] [C#] Then I headed back for home and [F#] somewhere far away a lonely [C#] bell was ringin'
[A#m] [F#] And it echoed through the canyon like the [G#] disappearin' dreams [C#] of yesterday
On the Sunday [F#] morning sidewalk, wishin' Lord [C#] that I was stoned
[A#m] [C#] Cause there's somethin' [G#] in a Sunday makes a body [C#] feel alone
[F] And there's nothin' [F#] sure to die half as lonesome [C#] as the [Fm] sound
[A#m] On [C#] a sleepy [G#] city sidewalk, Sunday morning [C#] comin' down
[A#m] [C#] [A#] [F#]
[C#]
[A#m] [C#] [G#]
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [A#m] bad, so I had one more for [G#] dessert
[G#] Then [C#] I fumbled through my closet for [F#] my clothes and found my cleanest [C#] dirty shirt
[A#m] [F#] And I shaved my face, combed my hair, [D#m] stumbled down the stairs [G#] to meet the day
[C#] [G#] [C#] Well, I smoked my brain the night before [F#] with cigarettes and songs that I'd [C#] been a-pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small [A#m] kid cussin' at a can that [G#] he was kickin'
[C#] [G#] Then I [C#] crossed the empty street and caught [F#] the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken
[A#m] [F#] And it took me back [D#m] to something [F#] that I'd lost [G#] somehow somewhere [C#] along the way
On the Sunday [F#] morning sidewalk, wishin' Lord [C#] that I was stoned
[A#m] [C#] Cause there's somethin' [G#] in a Sunday [F#] [G#] makes a body [C#] feel alone
[Fm] And there's nothin' [F#] sure to die half as [C#] lonesome as the sound
[A#m] [C#] On a sleepy [G#] city sidewalk, Sunday morning [C#] comin' down
[F#] [C#] In the park I saw a daddy, [F#] [C#] he was swingin'
And I stopped beside the Sunday [A#m] school and listened to the song that [G#] they were singin'
[C#] [G#] [C#] Then I headed back for home and [F#] somewhere far away a lonely [C#] bell was ringin'
[A#m] [F#] And it echoed through the canyon like the [G#] disappearin' dreams [C#] of yesterday
On the Sunday [F#] morning sidewalk, wishin' Lord [C#] that I was stoned
[A#m] [C#] Cause there's somethin' [G#] in a Sunday makes a body [C#] feel alone
[F] And there's nothin' [F#] sure to die half as lonesome [C#] as the [Fm] sound
[A#m] On [C#] a sleepy [G#] city sidewalk, Sunday morning [C#] comin' down
[A#m] [C#] [A#] [F#]
[C#]
[A#m] [C#] [G#]
Key:
C#
F#
G#
A#m
D#m
C#
F#
G#
_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _
_ Well, I woke up Sunday morning [F#] with no way to hold my head that [C#] didn't hurt _ _ _ _
_ _ And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [A#m] bad, so I had one more for [G#] dessert _ _ _
_ [G#] _ Then [C#] I fumbled through my closet for [F#] my clothes and found my cleanest [C#] dirty shirt _ _
[A#m] _ _ _ [F#] And I shaved my face, combed my hair, [D#m] stumbled down the stairs [G#] to meet the day _
[C#] _ _ [G#] _ [C#] Well, I smoked my brain the night before [F#] with cigarettes and songs that I'd [C#] been a-pickin' _
_ _ _ _ But I lit my first and watched a small [A#m] kid cussin' at a can that [G#] he was kickin' _
_ [C#] _ _ _ [G#] Then I [C#] crossed the empty street and caught [F#] the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ [F#] And it took me back [D#m] to something [F#] that I'd lost [G#] somehow somewhere [C#] along the _ way
_ On the Sunday [F#] morning sidewalk, _ _ _ wishin' Lord [C#] that I was stoned
[A#m] _ [C#] Cause there's somethin' [G#] in a Sunday _ _ [F#] _ [G#] makes a body [C#] feel alone
_ _ [Fm] And there's nothin' [F#] sure to die _ _ half as [C#] lonesome as the sound
[A#m] _ [C#] On a sleepy [G#] city sidewalk, _ _ _ Sunday morning [C#] comin' down
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ In the park I saw a daddy, [F#] _ _ _ [C#] he was swingin'
_ _ _ _ And I stopped beside the Sunday [A#m] school and listened to the song that [G#] they were singin'
_ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ [C#] Then I headed back for home and [F#] somewhere far away a lonely [C#] bell was ringin'
_ [A#m] _ _ _ [F#] And it echoed through the canyon like the [G#] disappearin' dreams [C#] of yesterday
_ _ On the Sunday [F#] morning sidewalk, _ _ _ _ wishin' Lord [C#] that I was stoned
[A#m] _ [C#] Cause there's somethin' [G#] in a Sunday _ _ makes a body [C#] feel alone
_ _ [F] And there's nothin' [F#] sure to die _ _ _ half as lonesome [C#] as the [Fm] sound
_ [A#m] On [C#] a sleepy [G#] city sidewalk, _ _ Sunday morning [C#] comin' down
[A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [A#] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _
_ Well, I woke up Sunday morning [F#] with no way to hold my head that [C#] didn't hurt _ _ _ _
_ _ And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [A#m] bad, so I had one more for [G#] dessert _ _ _
_ [G#] _ Then [C#] I fumbled through my closet for [F#] my clothes and found my cleanest [C#] dirty shirt _ _
[A#m] _ _ _ [F#] And I shaved my face, combed my hair, [D#m] stumbled down the stairs [G#] to meet the day _
[C#] _ _ [G#] _ [C#] Well, I smoked my brain the night before [F#] with cigarettes and songs that I'd [C#] been a-pickin' _
_ _ _ _ But I lit my first and watched a small [A#m] kid cussin' at a can that [G#] he was kickin' _
_ [C#] _ _ _ [G#] Then I [C#] crossed the empty street and caught [F#] the Sunday smell of someone frying chicken _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ _ [F#] And it took me back [D#m] to something [F#] that I'd lost [G#] somehow somewhere [C#] along the _ way
_ On the Sunday [F#] morning sidewalk, _ _ _ wishin' Lord [C#] that I was stoned
[A#m] _ [C#] Cause there's somethin' [G#] in a Sunday _ _ [F#] _ [G#] makes a body [C#] feel alone
_ _ [Fm] And there's nothin' [F#] sure to die _ _ half as [C#] lonesome as the sound
[A#m] _ [C#] On a sleepy [G#] city sidewalk, _ _ _ Sunday morning [C#] comin' down
_ [F#] _ _ [C#] _ In the park I saw a daddy, [F#] _ _ _ [C#] he was swingin'
_ _ _ _ And I stopped beside the Sunday [A#m] school and listened to the song that [G#] they were singin'
_ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ [C#] Then I headed back for home and [F#] somewhere far away a lonely [C#] bell was ringin'
_ [A#m] _ _ _ [F#] And it echoed through the canyon like the [G#] disappearin' dreams [C#] of yesterday
_ _ On the Sunday [F#] morning sidewalk, _ _ _ _ wishin' Lord [C#] that I was stoned
[A#m] _ [C#] Cause there's somethin' [G#] in a Sunday _ _ makes a body [C#] feel alone
_ _ [F] And there's nothin' [F#] sure to die _ _ _ half as lonesome [C#] as the [Fm] sound
_ [A#m] On [C#] a sleepy [G#] city sidewalk, _ _ Sunday morning [C#] comin' down
[A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [A#] _ _ [F#] _ _
_ _ _ _ _ _ [C#] _ _
_ _ [A#m] _ _ [C#] _ _ [G#] _ _