Chords:
{t:Sunday Morning Coming Down}
{artist:Johnny Cash}
{key: D}
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=SPiSYVLFCM8 orig in Ab
{c: Changed to D - original in Ab - Thanks Don Orgeman}
Well, I [D] woke up Sunday morning
With no [G] way to hold my [A7] head that didn't [D] hurt
And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't [Bm] bad
So I [Bm] had one more for [A7] dessert
Then I [D] fumbled in my closet through my [G] clothes
And found my cleanest dirty [D] shirt [D]
Then I [G] washed my face and [A7] combed my hair
And [G] stumbled down the [A7] stairs to meet the [D] day
{c: }
I'd [D] smoked my mind the night before
With [G] cigarettes and [A7] songs I'd been [D] picking
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
[Bm] Playing with a can that he was [A7] kicking
Then I [D] walked across the street
And caught the [G] Sunday smell of someone [D] frying chicken [D]
And Lord, it [G] took me back to [A7] something
that I'd [G] lost somewhere, [A7] somehow along the [D] way
{c: }
On a [D] Sunday morning [G] sidewalk
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was [D] stoned
'Cause there's something in a [A7] Sunday
That makes a body feel a-[D]lone
And there's nothing short a' [G] dying
That's half as lone-[D]some as the sound
Of the sleeping city [A7] sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming [D] down
{c: }
In the [D] park I saw a daddy
With a [G] laughing little [A7] girl that he was [D] swinging
And I stopped beside a Sunday school
And [Bm] listened to the songs they were [A7] singing
Then I [D] headed down the street
And somewhere [G] far away a lonely bell was [D] ringing
And it [G] echoed through the [A7] canyons
Like the [G] disappearing [A7] dreams of [D] yesterday
{c: }
On a [D] Sunday morning [G] sidewalk
I'm wishing, Lord, that I was [D] stoned
'Cause there's something in a [A7] Sunday
That makes a body feel a-[D]lone
And there's nothing short a' [G] dying
That's half as lone-[D]some as the sound
Of the sleeping city [A7] sidewalk
And Sunday morning coming [D] down
