capo 1st fret
G
well , i woke up sunday mornin’
C D7 G
with no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt .
and the beer i had for breakfast
Em D7
wasn’t bad , so i had one more for des – sert .
G
then i fumbled in my closet
C
G Em
through my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt .
C D
then i washed my face and combed my hair
Am7 D7
and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day .
G
i’d smoked my brains the night before
C D7 G
with cigarettes and songs i’d been pickin’ .
but i lit my first and watched a small kid
Em D7
playin’ with a can that he was kickin’ .
G
then i walked across the street
C G
Em
and caught the sunday smell of someone’s fryin’ chicken .
C D
and , lord , it took me back to something
Am7 D7 G
that i lost somewhere , somehow along the way .
C
on a sunday mornin’ sidewalk ,
G
i’m wishin’ , lord , that i was stoned .
D7
’cause there’s something in a sunday
G
that makes a body feel A – lone .
C
and there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
G
that’s half as lonesome as the sound
D7
of the sleepin’ city sidewalks
G
and sunday mornin’ comin’ down .
G
in the park i saw A Daddy
C D7 G
with a laughin’ little girl that he was swingin’ .
and i stopped beside a sunday school
Em D7
and listened to the songs they were singin’ .
G
then i headed down the streets
C G
Em
and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’ ,
C D
Am7 D7 G
and it echoed through the canyons like a disappearin’ dreams of yes – terday .
C
on a sunday mornin’ sidewalk ,
G
i’m wishin’ , lord , that i was stoned .
D7
’cause there’s something in a sunday
G
that makes a body feel A – lone .
C
and there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
G
that’s half as lonesome as the sound
D7
of the sleepin’ city sidewalks
G
and sunday mornin’ comin’ down .
for more johnny cash chords , see www . unofficial – johnnycash . com!
capo 1st fret
G
well , i woke up sunday mornin’
C D7 G
with no way to hold my head that didn’t hurt .
and the beer i had for breakfast
Em D7
wasn’t bad , so i had one more for des – sert .
G
then i fumbled in my closet
C
G Em
through my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt .
C D
then i washed my face and combed my hair
Am7 D7
and stumbled down the stairs to meet the day .
G
i’d smoked my brains the night before
C D7 G
with cigarettes and songs i’d been pickin’ .
but i lit my first and watched a small kid
Em D7
playin’ with a can that he was kickin’ .
G
then i walked across the street
C G
Em
and caught the sunday smell of someone’s fryin’ chicken .
C D
and , lord , it took me back to something
Am7 D7 G
that i lost somewhere , somehow along the way .
C
on a sunday mornin’ sidewalk ,
G
i’m wishin’ , lord , that i was stoned .
D7
’cause there’s something in a sunday
G
that makes a body feel A – lone .
C
and there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
G
that’s half as lonesome as the sound
D7
of the sleepin’ city sidewalks
G
and sunday mornin’ comin’ down .
G
in the park i saw A Daddy
C D7 G
with a laughin’ little girl that he was swingin’ .
and i stopped beside a sunday school
Em D7
and listened to the songs they were singin’ .
G
then i headed down the streets
C G
Em
and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin’ ,
C D
Am7 D7 G
and it echoed through the canyons like a disappearin’ dreams of yes – terday .
C
on a sunday mornin’ sidewalk ,
G
i’m wishin’ , lord , that i was stoned .
D7
’cause there’s something in a sunday
G
that makes a body feel A – lone .
C
and there’s nothin’ short of dyin’
G
that’s half as lonesome as the sound
D7
of the sleepin’ city sidewalks
G
and sunday mornin’ comin’ down .
for more johnny cash chords , see www . unofficial – johnnycash . com!
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