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letra de sunday mornin' comin' down (live) - kris kristofferson

[verse 1]
well, i woke up sunday morning
no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt
and the beer i had for breakfast wasn’t bad
so i had one more for dessert
then i fumbled through my closet for my clothes
and found my cleanest dirty shirt
washed my face, combed my hair
stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
in the park i saw a daddy with a laughin’ little girl who he was swingin’
and i stopped beside a sunday school
listened to the song they were singin’
then i headed back for home somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’
and it took back to somеthing that i lost somehow somewherе along the way
[chorus]
on the sunday morning sidewalk
wishing, lord, that i was stoned
’cause there’s something in a sunday
makes a body feel alone
there ain’t nothin’ short of dyin’
half as lonesome as the sound
on the sleepin’ city sidewalks
sunday mornin’ comin’ down

- kris kristofferson

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