Chords for Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down
Tempo:
78.6 bpm
Chords used:
Ab
Db
Eb
Fm
Bbm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
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[Ab] [Eb] Well [Ab] I woke up Sunday morning [Db] with no way to hold my head, [Ab] it didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast [Fm] wasn't bad, so I had one [Eb] more for dessert
[Ab] I fumbled through my clothes, [Db] through my clothes and found my [Ab] clothes were dirty shoes
[Db] then I washed my face, combed my [Bbm] hair, and stumbled down the stairs [Eb] to greet the day
[Ab] I'd smoked my brain the night before, [Db] the cigarettes and songs that I'd [Ab] been picking
But I lit my first and watched a small [Fm] kid cussing at a can that [Eb] he was picking
[Ab] Then across the empty street [Db] I caught the Sunday smell of someone [Ab] frying chicken
[Ab] [Eb] Well [Ab] I woke up Sunday morning [Db] with no way to hold my head, [Ab] it didn't hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast [Fm] wasn't bad, so I had one [Eb] more for dessert
[Ab] I fumbled through my clothes, [Db] through my clothes and found my [Ab] clothes were dirty shoes
[Db] then I washed my face, combed my [Bbm] hair, and stumbled down the stairs [Eb] to greet the day
[Ab] I'd smoked my brain the night before, [Db] the cigarettes and songs that I'd [Ab] been picking
But I lit my first and watched a small [Fm] kid cussing at a can that [Eb] he was picking
[Ab] Then across the empty street [Db] I caught the Sunday smell of someone [Ab] frying chicken
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ Well [Ab] I woke up Sunday morning [Db] with no way to hold my head, [Ab] it didn't hurt _ _ _ _ _
And the beer I had for breakfast [Fm] wasn't bad, so I had one [Eb] more for dessert
_ _ _ _ Then [Ab] I fumbled through my clothes, _ [Db] through my clothes and found my [Ab] clothes were dirty shoes
[Fm] And _ _ [Db] then I washed my face, combed my [Bbm] hair, and stumbled down the stairs [Eb] to greet the day
_ _ _ _ Well [Ab] I'd smoked my brain the night before, [Db] the cigarettes and songs that I'd [Ab] been picking _ _ _ _ _
But I lit my first and watched a small [Fm] kid cussing at a can that [Eb] he was picking _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Then across the empty street [Db] I caught the Sunday smell of someone [Ab] frying chicken
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _
[Db] And it took me back [Bbm] to something _ [Db] I'd lost [Eb] somehow, somewhere [Ab] along the way
_ On the Sunday morning [Db] cycle, I'm wishing Lord that [Ab] I was stoned
_ _ Cause there's something [Eb] in a Sunday that _ _ makes [Db] the body [Ab] feel alone
_ _ And there's something sure [Db] that _ _ _ _ happens lonesome [Ab] at five
_ _ _ On the sleeping [Eb] city sidewalk, _ _ Sunday morning [Ab] coming down _ _ _ _ _
In the park I saw a daddy [Db] with a laughing little girl, [Ab] he was swinging
And _ _ _ then I stopped beside a Sunday school [Fm] and listened to the song [Eb] that they were singing _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Then I headed back home, [Db] somewhere far away
[Ab] A lonely bell was ringing [Fm] _ and [Db] it echoed [Bbm] through the canyon
[Eb] Like the disappearing [Eb] dreams [Ab] of yesterday
_ _ _ On the Sunday [Db] morning cycle, _ _ _ I'm wishing Lord [Ab] that I was stoned
_ _ Cause there's something [Eb] in a Sunday that _ makes the body [Ab] feel alone
_ _ _ And there's something [Db] sure that _ _ _ _ happens lonesome [Ab] at five
_ _ _ On the sleeping [Eb] city sidewalk, _ _ _ [Db] Sunday morning [Ab] coming down
_ _ _ On the sleeping [Eb] city sidewalk, _ _ _ Sunday [Db] morning _ coming [Ab] down _ _ _
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[Ab] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ Well [Ab] I woke up Sunday morning [Db] with no way to hold my head, [Ab] it didn't hurt _ _ _ _ _
And the beer I had for breakfast [Fm] wasn't bad, so I had one [Eb] more for dessert
_ _ _ _ Then [Ab] I fumbled through my clothes, _ [Db] through my clothes and found my [Ab] clothes were dirty shoes
[Fm] And _ _ [Db] then I washed my face, combed my [Bbm] hair, and stumbled down the stairs [Eb] to greet the day
_ _ _ _ Well [Ab] I'd smoked my brain the night before, [Db] the cigarettes and songs that I'd [Ab] been picking _ _ _ _ _
But I lit my first and watched a small [Fm] kid cussing at a can that [Eb] he was picking _ _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Then across the empty street [Db] I caught the Sunday smell of someone [Ab] frying chicken
_ _ [Fm] _ _ _
[Db] And it took me back [Bbm] to something _ [Db] I'd lost [Eb] somehow, somewhere [Ab] along the way
_ On the Sunday morning [Db] cycle, I'm wishing Lord that [Ab] I was stoned
_ _ Cause there's something [Eb] in a Sunday that _ _ makes [Db] the body [Ab] feel alone
_ _ And there's something sure [Db] that _ _ _ _ happens lonesome [Ab] at five
_ _ _ On the sleeping [Eb] city sidewalk, _ _ Sunday morning [Ab] coming down _ _ _ _ _
In the park I saw a daddy [Db] with a laughing little girl, [Ab] he was swinging
And _ _ _ then I stopped beside a Sunday school [Fm] and listened to the song [Eb] that they were singing _ _ _ _ _
[Ab] Then I headed back home, [Db] somewhere far away
[Ab] A lonely bell was ringing [Fm] _ and [Db] it echoed [Bbm] through the canyon
[Eb] Like the disappearing [Eb] dreams [Ab] of yesterday
_ _ _ On the Sunday [Db] morning cycle, _ _ _ I'm wishing Lord [Ab] that I was stoned
_ _ Cause there's something [Eb] in a Sunday that _ makes the body [Ab] feel alone
_ _ _ And there's something [Db] sure that _ _ _ _ happens lonesome [Ab] at five
_ _ _ On the sleeping [Eb] city sidewalk, _ _ _ [Db] Sunday morning [Ab] coming down
_ _ _ On the sleeping [Eb] city sidewalk, _ _ _ Sunday [Db] morning _ coming [Ab] down _ _ _
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