Sunday Morning Coming Down (American Outlaws: Live at Nassau Coliseum, 1990) Chords
Tempo:
74.8 bpm
Chords used:
Bb
Eb
F
Cm
Gm
Tuning:Standard Tuning (EADGBE)Capo:+0fret
Start Jamming...
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] Well, I woke up Sunday morning with [Eb] no way to hold my [Bb] head, it didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast [Gm] wasn't bad, so I had one more [F] for dessert.
[Bb] Then I fumbled through my closet for [Eb] my clothes, found my [Bb] cleanest dirty shirt.
[Gm]
[Eb] And I washed my face and combed [Bb] my hair, [Cm]
stumbled down the stairs to [F] meet the day.
[Cm] [Bb] I smoked my mind the night [Eb] before with cigarettes and songs that I'd [Bb] been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small [Gm] boy cussin' at a can that [F] he'd been kickin'.
[Bb] I crossed the empty streets, [Eb] caught the Sunday smell of someone [Bb] frying chicken.
[Gm] [Eb] And it took me [Cm] back to something [Eb] that I lost [F] somewhere somehow [Bb] along the way.
[Eb]
[Bb] On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, I'm wishing, Lord, [Bb] that I was strong.
[Eb] Cause [Bb] there's something [F] in a Sunday [Cm] that [F] makes a body [Bb] feel alone.
[Eb]
[Bb] There ain't nothing [Eb] short of dying, [Ab]
[Eb] oh, half as lonesome [Bb] as the sound
[Eb] of [Bb] a sleeping [F] city sidewalk [Eb] Sunday [Dm] [F] morning [Bb] coming down.
[Eb]
[Bb] In the park I saw a daddy [Eb] with a laughing little girl that [Bb] he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday [Gm] school, listened to the songs that [F] they were singing.
Ringing in the sheets, [Bb] and I headed back for home.
[Eb] Somewhere far away a lonesome [Bb] bell was ringing,
[Gm] [Eb] and it [Cm] echoed through the canyon
[Eb] like the [F] disappearing dreams [Bb] of yesterday.
[Bb] On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, I'm [Bb] wishing, [Eb] Lord, that [Bb] I was strong.
[Eb]
[Bb] Cause there's something [F] about a Sunday [Cm] that'll [F] make [Cm] your body [Bb] feel alone.
[Eb]
[Bb] There ain't nothing [Eb] short of dying, [Bb] half as [Eb] lonesome [Bb] as the sound
[Eb]
[Bb] of a sleeping [F] city sidewalk [Eb]
[Dm] [Cm] Sunday morning coming [Bb] down.
[Bb] [Eb]
[Bb] Well, I woke up Sunday morning with [Eb] no way to hold my [Bb] head, it didn't hurt.
And the beer I had for breakfast [Gm] wasn't bad, so I had one more [F] for dessert.
[Bb] Then I fumbled through my closet for [Eb] my clothes, found my [Bb] cleanest dirty shirt.
[Gm]
[Eb] And I washed my face and combed [Bb] my hair, [Cm]
stumbled down the stairs to [F] meet the day.
[Cm] [Bb] I smoked my mind the night [Eb] before with cigarettes and songs that I'd [Bb] been picking.
But I lit my first and watched a small [Gm] boy cussin' at a can that [F] he'd been kickin'.
[Bb] I crossed the empty streets, [Eb] caught the Sunday smell of someone [Bb] frying chicken.
[Gm] [Eb] And it took me [Cm] back to something [Eb] that I lost [F] somewhere somehow [Bb] along the way.
[Eb]
[Bb] On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, I'm wishing, Lord, [Bb] that I was strong.
[Eb] Cause [Bb] there's something [F] in a Sunday [Cm] that [F] makes a body [Bb] feel alone.
[Eb]
[Bb] There ain't nothing [Eb] short of dying, [Ab]
[Eb] oh, half as lonesome [Bb] as the sound
[Eb] of [Bb] a sleeping [F] city sidewalk [Eb] Sunday [Dm] [F] morning [Bb] coming down.
[Eb]
[Bb] In the park I saw a daddy [Eb] with a laughing little girl that [Bb] he was swinging.
And I stopped beside a Sunday [Gm] school, listened to the songs that [F] they were singing.
Ringing in the sheets, [Bb] and I headed back for home.
[Eb] Somewhere far away a lonesome [Bb] bell was ringing,
[Gm] [Eb] and it [Cm] echoed through the canyon
[Eb] like the [F] disappearing dreams [Bb] of yesterday.
[Bb] On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, I'm [Bb] wishing, [Eb] Lord, that [Bb] I was strong.
[Eb]
[Bb] Cause there's something [F] about a Sunday [Cm] that'll [F] make [Cm] your body [Bb] feel alone.
[Eb]
[Bb] There ain't nothing [Eb] short of dying, [Bb] half as [Eb] lonesome [Bb] as the sound
[Eb]
[Bb] of a sleeping [F] city sidewalk [Eb]
[Dm] [Cm] Sunday morning coming [Bb] down.
Key:
Bb
Eb
F
Cm
Gm
Bb
Eb
F
[Bb] _ _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[Bb] Well, I woke up Sunday morning with [Eb] no way to hold my [Bb] head, it didn't hurt. _ _ _ _ _ _
And the beer I had for breakfast [Gm] wasn't bad, so I had one more [F] for dessert. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] Then I fumbled through my closet for [Eb] my clothes, found my [Bb] cleanest dirty shirt.
_ _ [Gm] _ _
_ [Eb] And I washed my face and combed [Bb] my hair, [Cm]
stumbled down the stairs to [F] meet the day. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] [Bb] I smoked my mind the night [Eb] before with cigarettes and songs that I'd [Bb] been picking. _ _ _
_ _ _ But I lit my first and watched a small [Gm] boy cussin' at a can that [F] he'd been kickin'. _
_ _ _ [Bb] I crossed the empty streets, [Eb] caught the Sunday smell of someone [Bb] frying chicken. _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ [Eb] And it took me [Cm] back to something [Eb] that I lost [F] somewhere somehow [Bb] along the way.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, _ _ I'm wishing, Lord, [Bb] that I was strong.
[Eb] Cause [Bb] _ _ there's something [F] in a Sunday [Cm] that [F] _ makes a body [Bb] feel alone.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ There ain't nothing [Eb] short of dying, [Ab]
[Eb] oh, half as lonesome [Bb] as the sound
[Eb] of [Bb] _ a sleeping [F] city sidewalk [Eb] Sunday [Dm] _ _ [F] morning [Bb] coming down.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ _ _ In the park I saw a daddy [Eb] with a laughing little girl that [Bb] he was swinging. _ _
_ _ _ And I stopped beside a Sunday [Gm] school, listened to the songs that [F] they were singing. _ _
Ringing in the sheets, [Bb] and I headed back for home.
[Eb] Somewhere far away a lonesome [Bb] bell was ringing, _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ [Eb] and it [Cm] echoed through the canyon
[Eb] like the [F] disappearing dreams [Bb] of yesterday. _ _
[Bb] _ On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, _ _ I'm [Bb] wishing, [Eb] Lord, that [Bb] I was strong.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ Cause there's something [F] about a Sunday [Cm] that'll [F] make [Cm] your body [Bb] feel alone.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ There ain't nothing [Eb] short of dying, _ _ _ [Bb] half as [Eb] lonesome [Bb] as the sound
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] of a sleeping [F] city sidewalk [Eb] _ _
[Dm] _ [Cm] Sunday morning coming [Bb] down. _
[Bb] _ _ _ _ [Eb] _ _ _
[Bb] Well, I woke up Sunday morning with [Eb] no way to hold my [Bb] head, it didn't hurt. _ _ _ _ _ _
And the beer I had for breakfast [Gm] wasn't bad, so I had one more [F] for dessert. _ _ _ _ _ _
_ [Bb] Then I fumbled through my closet for [Eb] my clothes, found my [Bb] cleanest dirty shirt.
_ _ [Gm] _ _
_ [Eb] And I washed my face and combed [Bb] my hair, [Cm]
stumbled down the stairs to [F] meet the day. _ _ _ _
_ _ [Cm] [Bb] I smoked my mind the night [Eb] before with cigarettes and songs that I'd [Bb] been picking. _ _ _
_ _ _ But I lit my first and watched a small [Gm] boy cussin' at a can that [F] he'd been kickin'. _
_ _ _ [Bb] I crossed the empty streets, [Eb] caught the Sunday smell of someone [Bb] frying chicken. _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ [Eb] And it took me [Cm] back to something [Eb] that I lost [F] somewhere somehow [Bb] along the way.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, _ _ I'm wishing, Lord, [Bb] that I was strong.
[Eb] Cause [Bb] _ _ there's something [F] in a Sunday [Cm] that [F] _ makes a body [Bb] feel alone.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ There ain't nothing [Eb] short of dying, [Ab]
[Eb] oh, half as lonesome [Bb] as the sound
[Eb] of [Bb] _ a sleeping [F] city sidewalk [Eb] Sunday [Dm] _ _ [F] morning [Bb] coming down.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ _ _ In the park I saw a daddy [Eb] with a laughing little girl that [Bb] he was swinging. _ _
_ _ _ And I stopped beside a Sunday [Gm] school, listened to the songs that [F] they were singing. _ _
Ringing in the sheets, [Bb] and I headed back for home.
[Eb] Somewhere far away a lonesome [Bb] bell was ringing, _ _
[Gm] _ _ _ [Eb] and it [Cm] echoed through the canyon
[Eb] like the [F] disappearing dreams [Bb] of yesterday. _ _
[Bb] _ On a Sunday [Eb] morning sidewalk, _ _ I'm [Bb] wishing, [Eb] Lord, that [Bb] I was strong.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ Cause there's something [F] about a Sunday [Cm] that'll [F] make [Cm] your body [Bb] feel alone.
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] _ There ain't nothing [Eb] short of dying, _ _ _ [Bb] half as [Eb] lonesome [Bb] as the sound
_ [Eb] _
[Bb] of a sleeping [F] city sidewalk [Eb] _ _
[Dm] _ [Cm] Sunday morning coming [Bb] down. _
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