Guitar chords and lyrics are HERE:

capo II

Verse 1:

A
Well I woke up Sunday morning
D A
with no way to hold my head, that didn't hurt

and the beer I had for breakfast
F#m E
wasn't bad so I had one more for dessert


Verse 2:

A
Then I fumbled through my closet for
D A F#m
my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt
D Bm
and I shaved my face and combed my hair
Bm E
and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day


Verse 3:

A
I'd smoked my brain the night before
D A
on cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin'

but I lit my first and watched a small kid
F#m E
cussin' at a can that he was kicking


Verse 4:

A
Then I crossed the empty street and caught
D A F#m
the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken
D Bm
and it took me back to somethin' that
D E A
I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way


Chorus:

D
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk
A
wishing Lord that I was stoned
E
'cause there is something in a Sunday
A
that makes a body feel alone

D
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
A
half as lonesome as the sound
E
on the sleepin' city sidewalks
A
Sunday mornin' comin' down


Verse 5:

A
In the park I saw a daddy with
D A
a laughing little girl who he was swingin'

and I stopped beside a sunday school
F#m E
and listened to the song that they were singin'


Verse 6:

A
Then I headed back for home and
D A F#m
somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
D Bm
and it echoed thru the canyon like
D E A
the disappearing dreams of yesterday.


Chorus:

D
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalks
A
wishing Lord that I was stoned
E
'cause there is something in a Sunday
A
that makes a body feel alone

D
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
A
half as lonesome as the sound
E
on the sleepin' city sidewalks
A
Sunday mornin' comin' down


Repeat the chords for the chorus while singing "doo doo doo..." and fade out.

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