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[ti:Sunday Morning Coming Down]
[ar:Johnny Cash]
[al:Folsom Prison Blues]
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[00:00.00]Sunday Morning Come Down (Live) - Johnny Cash (约翰尼·卡什)
[00:01.56]Written by:Kris Kristofferson
[00:03.12]Well I woke up sunday morning
[00:05.84]With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt
[00:14.01]And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad
[00:17.74]So I had one more for dessert
[00:24.98]Then I fumbled in my closet through my clothes
[00:28.58]And found my cleanest dirty shirt
[00:35.91]Then I washed my face and combed my hair
[00:39.21]And stumbled down the stairs to meet the day
[00:44.05]I'd smoked my mind the night before
[00:47.24]With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin'
[00:55.07]But I lit my first and watched a small boy
[00:58.89]Playin' with a can that he was kicking
[01:06.15]I across the street
[01:08.78]And caught the sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
[01:17.07]And it took me back to somethin'
[01:19.85]That I'd lost somewhere somehow along the way
[01:26.54]On a sunday morning sidewalk
[01:32.02]I'm wishing lord that I was stoned
[01:37.54]'Cause there's something in a sunday
[01:42.69]That makes a body feel alone
[01:48.26]And there's nothin' short of dyin'
[01:53.94]That's half as lonesome as the sound
[01:59.43]Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
[02:05.12]And sunday mornin' comin' down
[02:12.00]In the park I saw a daddy
[02:14.76]With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
[02:21.67]And I stopped beside a sunday school
[02:25.20]And listened to the songs they were singin'
[02:32.89]Then I headed down the road
[02:35.22]And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
[02:43.97]And it echoed thru the canyon
[02:46.81]Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday
[02:53.46]On a sunday morning sidewalk
[02:58.59]I'm wishing lord that I was stoned
[03:04.49]'Cause there's something in a sunday
[03:09.58]That makes a body feel alone
[03:14.62]And there's nothin' short of dyin'
[03:20.92]That's half as lonesome as the sound
[03:26.47]Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
[03:33.69]And sunday mornin' comin' down

文本歌词


Sunday Morning Come Down (Live) - Johnny Cash (约翰尼·卡什)
Written by:Kris Kristofferson
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
I'd smoked my mind the night before
With cigarettes and the songs I'd been pickin'
But I lit my first and watched a small boy
Playin' with a can that he was kicking
I across the street
And caught the sunday smell of someone's fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin'
That I'd lost somewhere somehow along the way
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 half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And sunday mornin' comin' down
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl who he was swingin'
And I stopped beside a sunday school
And listened to the songs they were singin'
Then I headed down the road
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed thru the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday
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 half as lonesome as the sound
Of a sleepin' city sidewalk
And sunday mornin' comin' down

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