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Sunday Morning Coming Down

アーティスト:Hank Snow  アルバム:Award Winners 

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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 desert 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 stair to meet the day I'd smoke my mind the night before with cigarettes and songs that I'd been picking But I lit my first and watched the small kid playing with the can that he was kicking Then I walked across the street and caught the Sunday smell of someone fryin' chicken Lord it took me back to something that I'd lost somewhere somehow along the way On the Sunday morning sidewalk I'm wishing Lord that I was stoned


投稿者: PetitLyrics
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