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Album: Miscellaneous (1968)
Artists: Johnny Cash

  1. "The Man Who Couldn't Cry"
  2. A Boy Named Sue
  3. A Boy Named Sue
  4. Ballad Of A Teenage Queen
  5. Ballad Of A Teenage Queen
  6. Ballad Of Ira Hayes
  7. Big River
  8. City Of New Orleans
  9. Daddy Sang Bass
  10. Don't Take Your Guns To Town
  11. Five Feet High and Rising
  12. Folsom Prison Blues
  13. Get Rhythm
  14. Ghost Riders in the Sky
  15. Give My Love to Rose
  16. Grey Victory *
  17. Guess Things Happen That Way
  18. Hey Porter
  19. Highwayman
  20. Hurt
  21. I Still Miss Someone
  22. I Walk the Line
  23. I've Been Everywhere
  24. Long Black Veil
  25. Man In Black
  26. Matthew Twenty-Four (Is Knocking at the Door)
  27. One Piece At a Time
  28. ONEY
  29. Pickin' Time
  30. Ragged Old Flag
  31. Ring Of Fire
  32. San Quentin
  33. Starkville City Jail
  34. Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down
  35. The One on the Left is on the Right
  36. Wanted Man
  37. Wrinkled Crinkled Wadded Dollar Bill


Johnny Cash
Miscellaneous
Sunday Mornin' Comin' Down



By: Kris Kristofferson
Recorded by J.R. Cash on: 7/10/70
Number one - Country Charts; Number 46 - Pop Charts
Number 43 - Top 100 Country Hits of All-Time



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 kid
Playin' with a can that he was kicking
Then I walked 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.

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 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 street
And somewhere far away a lonely bell was ringin'
And it echoed thru the canyon
Like the disappearing dreams of yesterday.

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