sunday morning coming down

Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down
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Kris Kristofferson - Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
‘Cos there’s something in a Sunday,
Makes a body feel alone.
And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’,
Half as lonesome as the sound,
On the sleepin’ city sidewalks:
Sunday mornin’ comin’ down.

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Sunday Morning Coming Down


Well I woke up Sunday mornin’, with 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
And I shaved my face and combed my hair and, stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

I’d smoked my brain the night before on, cigarettes and songs that I’d been pickin’
But I lit my first and watched a small kid cussin’ at a can, that he was kickin’
Then I crossed the empty street and caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin’ chicken
And it took me back to somethin’, that I’d lost somehow somewhere along the way

On the Sunday morning sidewalks, wishin’ Lord, that I was stoned
‘Cause there’s something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone
And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’, half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin’ city side walks, Sunday mornin’ comin’ down

In the park I saw a daddy, with a laughing little girl who he was swingin’
And I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to the song that they were singin’
Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’
And it echoed through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

On the Sunday morning sidewalks, wishin’ Lord, that I was stoned
'Cause there’s something in a Sunday, makes a body feel alone
And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’, half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin’ city side walks, Sunday mornin’ comin’ down

-Kris Kristofferson-   Song

Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down
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Kris KristoffersonSunday Morning Coming Down

from Kristofferson (1970)

This week Kris Kristofferson welcomes ya’ll to Country Sunday (Mornin’ Comin’ Down.) I thought I’d be remiss if I let too many weeks pass without throwing it on the juke.

I used to have this on vinyl in college and thought it was the strangest album – his vocals sounded so peculiar to me. On this tune, every time he sings that “beer I had for breakfast” line it reminds me of the time I had the great idea to drink some Sierra Nevada barleywine along with my oatmeal. Suffice to say that bloody marys are a far better brunch drink.

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Sunday Morning Coming Down - Johnny Cash

I’m a little bit late on the Sunday Morning Hangover meme (plus I missed the past few days, haven’t really been around). This pick may be a bit obvious, but no less valid.

“Well, I woke up Sunday morning
With 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 in my closet through my clothes
And found my cleanest dirty shirt.
Then I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day”

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…there’s something in a Sunday, that makes a body feel alone.

“Sunday Morning Coming Down” | Johnny Cash

Sunday Morning Coming Down (Harmony Vocal Steve Earl)
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Kris Kristofferson - Sunday Morning Coming Down

On the Sunday morning sidewalk,
Wishing, Lord, that I was stoned.
‘Cos there’s something in a Sunday,
Makes a body feel alone.
And there’s nothin’ short of dyin’,
Half as lonesome as the sound,
On the sleepin’ city sidewalks:
Sunday mornin’ comin’ down.