Chords for Kris Kristofferson - Sunday morning coming down (1970)

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Well I woke up Sunday morning [D] with no way to [G] hold my head, [A] didn't hurt.
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[F#m] And [A] the beer I had for breakfast [F#m] wasn't bad, so I had one more [E] for dessert.
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Then [A] I fumbled through my closet [D] for my clothes and found my cleanest [A] dirty shirt.
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And [D] I shaved my face and combed my [Bm] hair and stumbled down the stairs to meet [E] the day.
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[A] I'd smoked my brain the night before [D] on cigarettes and [Bm].
songs that I'd [A] been picking.
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But I lit my first and watched a [F#m] small kid cussing at a can [E] that he was kicking.
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Then [A] I crossed the empty street [D] and caught the Sunday smell of someone [A] frying chicken.
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And [D] it took me [Bm] back to something [D] that I'd lost somehow [E].
somewhere [A] along the way.
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On the Sunday [D] morning sidewalk, wishing love that I [A] was stoned.
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Cause there's something in [E] a Sunday that makes a body [A] feel alone.
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And there's nothing [C#] [D] short of dying on, half as lonesome [A] as the sound.
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[D] [A] On the sleeping [E] city sidewalk, Sunday morning [A] coming down.
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In the park I saw a daddy [D] with a laughing little girl who he [A] was swinging.
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And I stopped beside a Sunday school [F#m] and listened to the song that they [E] were singing.
Then.
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[A] I headed back for home and [D] somewhere far away a lonely bell [F#m] was ringing.
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[D] And it echoed through [Bm] the canyons like [D] the disappearing [E] dreams of [A] yesterday.
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[D] [A] On the [Em] Sunday [D] morning sidewalk, wishing love that I was [A] stoned.
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Cause there's something in a [E] Sunday that makes a body feel [A] alone.
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And there's nothing short [D] of dying, half as lonesome [A] as the sound.
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On the sleeping [E] city sidewalk, Sunday morning [A] coming down.
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La la la la la la.
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