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
And I washed my face and combed my hair
And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day

I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and songs that I've been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small kid
Playin' with a can that he was kickin'
And I walked across the street
And caught the Sunday smell of someone's fried chicken
And it took me back to somethin'
That I'd lost somewhere somehow along the way

Chorus:
On the Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalk.
It's Sunday mornin' comin' down

In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughing little girl that he was swingin'
And I stopped behind a Sunday school
And listened to the songs that they were singin'
I headed down the street and
Somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed thru the canyon like
The disappearing dreams of yesterday.

Chorus:
On a Sunday morning sidewalk
I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned
'Cause there's something in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
And there's nothin' short of dyin'
That's just as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalk
It's Sunday mornin' comin' down.

On the sleepin' city sidewalk
And Sunday mornin' comin' down.

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