《Sunday Mornin’ Comin’ Down》歌词

[00:00:00] Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down - Willie Nelson (威利·纳尔逊)

[00:00:02] Written by：Kris Kristofferson

[00:00:09] On a Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishing lord that I was stoned

[00:00:20] Cause there's something in a Sunday makes a body feel alone

[00:00:32] And there's nothing sure to dying half as lonesome as the sound

[00:00:42] On a sleepy city sidewalk Sunday morning coming down

[00:01:03] Well I woke up Sunday morning

[00:01:05] With no way to hold my head that didn't hurt

[00:01:14] And the beer I had for breakfast wasn't bad

[00:01:18] So I had one more for desert

[00:01:25] Then I fumbled through my closet for my clothes and found my cleanest dirty shirt

[00:01:35] And I shaved my face and combed my hair

[00:01:38] And stumbled down the stair to meet the day

[00:01:46] I'd smoke my brain the night before with cigarettes and songs I'd been a picking

[00:01:57] But I lit my first and watched the small kid

[00:02:00] Cussin' at a can that he was kicking

[00:02:08] Then I crossed the empty street and caught

[00:02:11] The Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken

[00:02:19] And it took me back to something that I'd lost somehow somewhere along the way

[00:02:28] On a Sunday morning sidewalk

[00:02:33] I'm wishing lord that I was stoned

[00:02:39] Cause there's something in a Sunday makes a body feel alone

[00:02:50] And there's nothing sure to dying half as lonesome as the sound

[00:03:01] On a sleepy city sidewalk Sunday morning coming down

[00:04:01] In the park I saw a daddy

[00:04:04] With the laughing little girl that he was swinging

[00:04:12] And I stopped beside a Sunday school and listened to the songs they were singing

[00:04:22] Then I headed back for home and somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringing

[00:04:33] And it echoed through the canyons like the disappearing dreams of yesterday

[00:04:43] On a Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishing lord that I was stoned

[00:04:53] Cause there's something in a Sunday makes a body feel alone

[00:05:04] And there's nothing sure to dying half as lonesome as the sound

[00:05:14] On a sleepy city sidewalk Sunday morning coming down

[00:05:26] Coming down coming down coming down coming down