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Steve Hofmeyr
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Sunday Mornin' Coming' Down
As 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 dessert
Then I fumbled through my closet
For my cloths
And found my cleanest dirty shirt
And I shaved my face
And combed my hair
Stumbled down the stairs
To meet the day
Well I smoked my brain, the night before
With cigarettes and songs
That I've been pickin'
And I lit my first to watch the small kid
Cussin' at a can that he was kickin'
Then I cross the empty street
And caught the Sunday smell of
Someone fryin' chicken
And it took me back to somethin'
That I lost somehow
Somewhere along the way
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk
Wishin' lord that I was stoned
Cause there's somethin' in a Sunday
That makes a body feel alone
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And there's nothin' short of dyin'
Half as lonesome as the sound
On the sleepin' city sidewalk
Sunday mornin' comin' down
In the park I saw a daddy
With a laughin' little girl
He was swingin'
And I stopped beside the 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 thru the canyon like
The disappearin' dreams of yesterday
On the Sunday mornin' sidewalk
Wishin' lord that I was stoned
Cause there's somethin' 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
Sunday mornin' comin' down
On the sleepin' city sidewalk
Sunday mornin' comin' down
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